Perran is under doctor’s orders not to pick up any girls for
a week. How on earth did this come
about? It’s his wrist. He’s damaged it by picking up girls.
In contemporary dance performances.
At least now, after a minor procedure, the pain has stopped,
allowing him to concentrate on his January exams. He has also taken a long hard look at his
UCAS application and has voluntarily forgone one of his university offers. It was a matter of timing – by the time that
Southampton invited him for an interview for philosophy and maths, he already
had three good offers including potential first and second choices. Southampton was unlikely to improve on those
offers and another interview would have meant missing yet more school.
So, although it felt weird, even reckless, he turned down
the interview, meaning he won’t get an offer from Southampton.
Instead, he’s got his nose to the grindstone revising for
his exams. But right now he’s on his way
out the door for a couple of hours of violent exercise as he rehearses for his
school’s forthcoming dance spectacular, Velocity.
“Remember not to lift Amy,” I call after him.
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