Wednesday, 29 September 1993 Dear S, How was your birthday mate? How’s it feel to be TWENTY-FIVE (as opposed to twenty)? I hope it was a good one. How’s everything going? Mum told me you got another job and with a good long Corporate Ladder to climb and plenty of backs to sink knives into, the way it should be. Personally, I’m still plodding away … Continue reading I’m leaving, no I’m not, yes I am. No I’m not.