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1982 - I wouldn't have gone to South Bolton 6th Form College if I'd known what an academic bureaucratic nightmare it would be. Doing A-level physics and chemistry with no lab equipment? What?!
There should've been an inquiry - why were students who'd had As and Bs at O-Level suddenly getting Cs or worse? I would've asked.

1985 - when I turned down an unsolicited offer from Sheffield Polytechnic. A 3-year HND course (4 with industrial placement), studying everything I was interested in - IT, chip design, lasers, holography, fibre optics. Had I taken it I'd have had an HND just when the IT and telecommunication industries were screaming for them. But I decided against owing to past experience: my Mum applied for a grant while I was at South Bolton, I forget what, and we got only a fraction. So I thought I'd get the same, i.e. not the full amount.
It wasn't until 1989 that I discovered HND grants were not only mandatory, I'd have gotten extra for living away from home. I know you should let go of the past, but it was such a monumental mistake I'm still kicking myself after 30-odd years.

Can't think of a third year. In terms of quality my life has been up and down like a tart's knickers since '85.