Sunday 4 December 1988

This was the penultimate weekend of my first term at University.  As a consequence, the Mater and Pater were up to collect my stuff so that I could catch the train home next weekend.

There’s no mention of my having upset my Mum this time, so that’s a relief.  Around their visit, I was popping in and out of the common room to watch Arsenal play Liverpool for the fourth time in about a month.  Again, things were tight and the teams could not be separated.  This time John Barnes’s sublime opening goal was cancelled out by an Alan Smith effort with twenty minutes remaining.

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