So I set myself the task of learning more when I came home on leave. I bought books, studied the books, tools, equipment and did very well and came out of the army with a sufficient sum of money to be able to take a job as rather a poor professional watchmaker, but knowing enough to get by. And I was taken on, fortunately. The pay was only £3 a week, but indeed, it was so inadequate that after a while I was obliged to sell my own wristwatch to make up the rent for my digs. But I went to evening classes and studied hard on the theory of horology, which most practising horologists don't have very much time for, but it is very important if one is to get an overall picture of the whole science of the thing, very important to do that. And so I studied, not very enthusiastically, but I knew it had to be done and I wanted to get through the exams. And in a practical way, from a practical point of view, the evening classes weren't very beneficial. I didn't learn anything about horology, excepting the theory of horology, and even at one stage, when I was actually doing professionally more highly-skilled work than we were doing at evening classes, I was accused of having got someone else to make my exercise pieces. I'm very flattered they were so good that they thought I hadn't made them, but it wasn't a very enjoyable experience, and fortunately I was able to show that I had done it. So, it was a two-edged sword. On the one hand, I was pleased that I could work to that standard, on the other hand I was disappointed and disillusioned with evening classes because that was the beginning of my experience of the closed shop mentality of the average horologist, who if you were good, wouldn't say so, and if you weren't very good he was very pleased to point out your shortcomings.