Friday 1 April 1988

Today was Friday, Good Friday.

Accordingly, or for some reason anyway, I was dispatched off into deepest darkest Wales with one of my Dad’s colleagues to help him deliver animal feed to some remote farms.  It was actually a right good day out and a day’s graft to boot – this 18 year old had finally earned a few beers on a Friday night.

There was even more excitement awaiting me when I got home.  As I crossed the threshold, my Mum handed me my driving test appointment card.  Apparently, she had hidden it when it had arrived on Thursday as she didn’t want either of my siblings to know that it had arrived.  So, the date was set for Friday 22 April 1988.  Look out!

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