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THE SOUTHAMPTON HUNDREDS

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After the fire extinguishers and the vending machines I sign on, but don’t tell dad. I ‘leave for work’ and then come back after he has left for work. One day dad finds my UB40 on the floor. There is a conversation of sorts, baffled angry running aground on silence. I go for another job and pretend to only have four ‘O’ levels but they see right through me. I miss another interview completely. The agency ring and I hang up on them. I watch from dad’s bedroom window as the postman walks past our front gate again without stopping.