Cindies

It's 1992, I'm the DJ at Cambridge's first Student night, the club's busiest night by far, my contract has just been extended and I've been given a payrise. Enter the New Manager, who's first action was to sack the existing DJs so he could put his mates in. As I'd been there nearly 5 years, had a baby son and felt a bit hard done by, I didn't want to take this lying down. So whilst clearing out the garage today, I found this heart warming series of letters.