Friday 28 March 1986

Good Friday.  My Dad and me mended my bike.  Don't know what the labour would have come to, but the parts set me back £10.  Oh, and when I say 'my Dad and me mended' it's more like 'my Dad mended and I stood there holding the thing steady'.  My technical ability would stretch no further than that, oh and possibly brewing up if necessary.

Otherwise, it started to rain very violently, I did no revision whatsoever (should have been French today) and Auf Wiedersehen, Pet was 'just magic'.

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