Went Dolcis shoe shop to see about that job*, I was dead nervous. The manageress said I can start tomorrow at 1pm. I can’t imagine me selling shoes, I’m too shy. Had dinner at nans. Mum came home with a headache. Did some painting. Played table tennis at night.

* The manageress was a lovely little lady called Mrs Burbridge who had a very strange voice, quite difficult to describe. I was given a the opportunity for this job by Donna Wilcox, who is the daughter of Enid and Jim Wilcox. Enid was a friend of my mothers they worked together at the Firth Company. I worked with a predominately female staff who I will attempt to name but after 35 years the memory fades a little. I can remember most of the girls christian names and a few of the surnames too. In charge was as mentioned previously was Mrs. Burbridge (manageress), Eunice (supervisor), Eileen or Irene Appleton, Marj Evans (these were the older ladies), the rank and file were Carol Appleton (Eileen’s daughter), Beverley Newbanks, Nancy, Cindy King, Cindy’s older sister who’s name escapes me, there was a blonde haired girl who’s name escapes me and a 12 year old girl who I think was Mrs. B’s niece, and of course there was my mate from school Philip Burgess, who was the only other male employee apart from myself. Mr’s Burbridge was affectionately known as Mrs. B.