Today I got up wicked early, after around half an hour of sleep, and ventured through the badlands of Stockport to visit Whitehill resource centre and have a nice long chat with a stranger. Somehow I managed to contain myself the whole way there.
Despite bricking it beforehand (since I have very poor conversational skills and don't like people that much) I actually managed to enjoy it somewhat. I spoke to a really nice chap called Wilf. He told me a ton of stuff about his school and early work life and we even had a laugh.
I'm slightly more optimistic about this brief and once I've read through my notes and researched some of the areas he mentioned I should hopefully be able to get something drawn.
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