Friday, December 11, 1992

Day 245

The green suit bloke rang up to tell me about a placement at Mercia Polytechnic. I thought, oh no, how can I dress smartly if I ride my bike. Luckily, shortly afterwards M rang up saying she was going into town, and she gave me a lift to the Workshop. It was inconclusive but promising - I must go to M.P. tomorrow to see some woman about it.

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