June 4, 2002

• The interview went well.
  
  The directions I'd written down to get me from the interview to Argyle's work didn't work so well.
  
  I turned left into a street I was meant to be turning right into and got swept along with the peak hour traffic.
  
  Oh the trauma!
  
  I finally made it to his work, but the delay meant that I was late picking up TK, he was the only child left to be picked up from the Kinder. I'm such a bad Mumma! You should have seen his little sad face.
  
  

  • 8:32 pm
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