Wednesday 12 November 1986

I don’t think that I had got the point you know. In my (ultimately) lost A level, Industrial Studies, I noted that we played a ‘boring old’ game. My team won – perhaps more in spite of me being on the team, but then maybe because of me. I did really well in this subject throughout the course of the two years but in the end I failed it. But I think I told you that already. This afternoon it was water polo again. Splish splash.

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