Thursday 7 January 1988

At number 46,775 in a series of (what seemed like) 56,784 I had another driving lesson.  I complained that concentration, or lack of it, was my problem – ‘occassional (sic)’ lapses doing the damage.  I noted that I had ‘[my] Industrial Studies [mock A Level exam tomorrow] morning.’  My hope was for a good one.  My actual preparation and revision time having been utilised doing something completely different, hope was all I had now.

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