Friday 25 March 1988

We received our marks from yesterday’s maths test and as predicted, I did do badly.  I just managed to scrape my way to the right side of 50% with a stunning 26/50.  As was usually the case, on going through the test with our teacher, ‘it seemed v. easy.’  Ho ho – c’est la vie!

In the evening, I was able to escape from the maudlin machinations of the drab denouement to my six-term stretch in tertiary education with Ben Elton and the gag-fest that was Friday Night Live on Channel 4.  I was rewarded with a good old chuckle before bedtime.

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