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This created a few problems for me personally as I relied on receiving a letter from home each week - with cash enclosed. I had resigned myself to surviving on an overdraft, but my mother was more resourceful. On a phone call to home (from the cupboard under the stairs, Hele 311, charges reversed obviously) my mother informed that she had sent a parcel via British Rail to be collected from the station in Exeter. The next day, Paul Goodwin and I drove to Exeter to recover the parcel. On opening it, I found not just a crisp £5 note, but also numerous goodies – Cracker Barrel cheese, beans, biscuits, instant mash, cigarettes, etc. Ah, relief! I would be able to survive another week |
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