Wednesday, 11th September 1996
Afternoon, I'll keep this brief.
Today's the first day of the end of the year. The air coming to work today had that damp, dull car-metal tang to it, not a sense of a tree or fresh breeze. I bumped into my old TD teacher from school today, I last saw him about ten years ago and already he's turning into an old man. The edges of the sky are filed down and dusted over, sharp and indistinct at the same time. The convenience stores have stopped selling ice. And somewhere in Scotland is the hottest part of the country.
Get your jumpers out.
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Here is the first appearance of what could best be termed "actual writing".
There's more of this to come.
("TD" stands for "Technical Drawing" - set squares, drawing boards and that. I wasn't half bad, either.)
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