PETUNIA WINEGUM on NOVEMBER 28, 2015
I was all for packing my bags and hitching out of town when the final missive from the previous premises was delivered. I anticipated a few fond farewells, but I always imagined my predecessor had a monopoly on popularity and I was just the substitute, coming off the bench to polite applause as she left the field to a standing ovation. The sense of obligation to someone I looked upon as a mentor ensured the daily entrance through your letterbox was adhered to; there was a lot of midnight oil burning to guarantee the 9.00am deadline was never missed, and I have to admit it often came at the expense of other projects that didn’t possess the same urgency. That said, I thrived on the pressure and enjoyed it.
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