The Cruise of the Dondevoy

    


I was woken up by the sound of two small boys saying "Oh look, a tent!" and then one of them grabbed the line which I had draped round the pole, and started to pull at it, tearing off one of the eyelets holding down the corners in the process. After a few seconds, I put my mouth to the door, and very loudly, but with icy politeness, asked them to go away. They got the shock of their lives, and ran, but I hate to think what they would have done if I had not been there.

In the afternoon, I went to the Aquadrome to enquire about jobs, but was told that students down from college had just taken them all. I then hitched into Northampton, to go to the Labour Exchange.

[I have omitted a boring bit about signing on at the Labour Exchange, and being given a letter of introduction to an archaeological digging "job". B.E.N.]

On my long walk back to Billing, I found quite a lot of mushrooms growing beside the road, which I was very glad of, as they filled out the remainder of my instant mashed potato, and left some for my breakfast tomorrow.


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