In with the new.

So 1984 began with our new location, it wasn't even a shorter walk for those who parked in the car park, sunny days we could walk down the outside of the front building, rainy days a treck down the corridor.

The damoclean sword that Hayter dangled over our heads turned out to be docking of our pay for being late before Christmas, a sort of reflection of the general tone and mood in the offices at the time, management being management.

I was a member of the union, TASS, and was interested enough to become secretary of the youth group, the people involved at APPH, besides Bob Pearce were Paul Argent, Tony Macklin and Graham Bennett.

I was off the road at the time and travelling to work on the train, early, early mornings walking like a zombie down to the train station at Pemberton, at least I was achieving some exercise at each end which sandwiched a drooling slumber party on the train.

Work, or the lack of work, was about to become rather interesting.