Despite yesterday's argument with the
boss I did my milk round.
As we waved him off a few of us helped ourselves to a pack
of butter from the back of the milk float so it’s toast 'n butter now for my
breakfast! Although it poured with rain all day I still managed to play tennis
against Chaz (Charlie) Higgins down at Colinton Mains Park and lost money. Aye
I just couldn’t handle the pressure. He's a canny player and a canny
lad! Come the afternoon I was selling newspapers around the City Hospital;
sometimes the staff buy a copy of the Evening
News too and a sale's a sale. Nana, Gaga and Aunt
Heather were out to visit us.
Late evening I had a mince pie supper and a
bottle of Globe Sun Kool Kola whilst settling down to read a bing of comics;
happy days with no school and no old boy!
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