I attempted to finish off my vacation work, since it all has to be in by Monday. No pressure at all, really. To be honest, I should have done it in the vacation (hence the name vacation work) but I was too busy (a) sleeping and (b) living in fear of chemistry to do it.   Ed popped round this evening bringing with him brown envelopes from Dr. Greene. Our Collection papers. I really do suspect that the man never sleeps, since he seems to be able to mark tutorial work, exam papers, etc. at remarkable speed. I got 50% and a fairly positive comment. Mark got 53%. He was not pleased, and began whinging about badly phrased questions. I was very happy - I'll only be killed by one tutor instead of two. Hurrah!
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