Wednesday, October 7, 2009
He'll Have to Go
It was the best of times in my young working life, it had been five years of knowing that something suited me, that if I had a career then this would be it.
The last days at APPH were filled with social events, we crammed ourselves into the Sports and Social Club each lunchtime as Christmas approached, I played Jim Reeves and Patsy Cline constantly on the juke box and supped Newcastle Brown ale like it was going out of fashion.
I was determined to make Canada an adventure and I hoped to find a group to work with that would be as memorable as this lot at APPH.
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