In the beginning...
I was 16 years old, quite bright. Well, not dumb anyway. No sporting prowess to speak of. Largely ignored by the opposite sex. I guess a bit of an outsider. I used to play the trumpet, but had given up because of the floppy lips and a distinct lack of cool. At school I did okay, in a rather erratic sort of way. My school reports were all along the lines of, "Capable, but unpredictable." I had no real idea of where my life was going or what I wanted to do. My own vague idea was that I might be a Spitfire pilot, except the war was long over and anyway, I was shortsighted.
from 'How to Survive and Thrive in an Impossible World"
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