{"id":17,"date":"2003-12-02T21:16:27","date_gmt":"2003-12-03T01:16:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/?p=17"},"modified":"2003-12-02T21:16:27","modified_gmt":"2003-12-03T01:16:27","slug":"mid-summer-1987","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/2003\/12\/02\/mid-summer-1987\/","title":{"rendered":"mid summer, 1987"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In UK exams, a &#8220;No Mention&#8221; was basically where you did so badly in an exam that they didn&#8217;t bother to mark it, and you weren&#8217;t actually listed as ever taking it.<\/p>\n<p>I got a No Mention for my A-Level Special Maths. I got talked into sitting it by my mate Matthew, who is a maths genius. It was on my 18th birthday, my last day at school, and a gorgeous day. <\/p>\n<p>When I opened the exam paper to see proofs of things involving frictionless pulleys and light, inextensible strings, something snapped. I wrote my name, then:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>1) I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it is silly.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I sat for a few minutes, watching the dust motes groove about in the light from the library windows, then walked out.<\/p>\n<p>Matthew got a special distinction, by the way. <\/p>\n<p>I would have liked to add that I went home and listened to &#8220;A Can of Bees&#8221; by The Soft Boys on my brother&#8217;s hi-fi. But I think he&#8217;d already left home by then, taking his record collection with him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In UK exams, a &#8220;No Mention&#8221; was basically where you did so badly in an exam that they didn&#8217;t bother to mark it, and you weren&#8217;t actually listed as ever taking it. I got a No Mention for my A-Level Special Maths. I got talked into sitting it by my mate Matthew, who is a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1,2],"tags":[1643,784,1298],"class_list":["post-17","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","category-goatee-stroking-musing-or-something","tag-1643","tag-exam","tag-fail"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pQNZZ-h","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4725,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17\/revisions\/4725"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}