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Monday which I did, so I am a
foreman of the tool room, but
the works manager is a son of
a bitch. He expects me to have
the run of the shop straight
away. I have been feeling very
much like saying "merde"
but since to day he as come
round a bit, perhaps the
boss has said some to him.
Any how he is like that with
every body, and they <del>ll</del> tell
me to take no notice of
what he says, my colegues are
all nice fellows that is one
good thing. If things in the
future don't turn out all right
I shall "quit" as there is any
amount of work at good
wages. Syl don't say to Dick
<del>who</del> any thing about this tell
him I am all right. I felt
a bit lonely the first few
days, but I have a lot of work
that I don't think about it
now, but you poor old girl
I bet you <del>fall</del> fall a bit [1 word]
We are making sheets 75 [1 word]
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