Wednesday 31 August 1994

My friend Min asked me to be a witness at a graduation ceremony at the Royal this afternoon. Min's training as a hospital counsellor has come to an end. So, knowing Min, she'll probably do something else now. What a woman. Living with eskimoes one year and playing the stock market the next. I can't keep up with her.

Anyway I finally found somewhere to park and I got to the Board Room just in time to hear Milford's dad commence the proceedings. (He told me later he's acting head sharang while the Registrar is away for the week.) A lovely man. I hadn't met him before but I recognised him straight away. Milford's eyes, Milford's nose, Milford's hair...and now I know what Milford would look like with a beard. Mmm.