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Used to get both those questions every time I came home on leave. But because I worked for Marconi I could never give an answer! Regardless of how much leave I was due, any time after the first couple of weeks I could expect to hear the telegram delivery boy's 2-stroke motor-bike coming down the lane. After the first couple of curtailed leaves, I learned to stay out of sight and get my mother to refuse to accept delivery and say I had gone camping in the Lake District, or hiking in the Alps and wouldn't be back for at least a couple of weeks.
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Ron
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Never regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many. Don't worry about old age - it doesn't last.
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