Of all things in the world, I most dislike tilting up forms；in fact, I have a positive (62) of it．Applying for a driving licence, (63) for an evening course, booking a holiday abroad—everything nowadays seem to involve (64) information about one’s personal life and habits that has little or nothing to do with the matter (65) hand．When applying for a job, it may be (66) some obscure interest to a (67) employer to learn that I collect stamp or had measles as a child, (68) why should he conceivably want to know that my father was a tobacconist who died in 1988 The authorities who (69) one to fill up forms, frequently, demand answers to questions that one would hesitate to put to one’s (70) friends．The worst of it is that, when confronted with such questions, my mind goes (71) ．Have I ever suffered from a serious illnessMy mother always (72) me I was"delicate"．Do I suffer from any personal defectsWell, I (73) contact lenses and my upper teeth are not my own, but perhaps the word"defects" (74) to my character．Am I supposed to (75) that I like gambling, and find it difficult to get up in the morning (76) of them are true． Of all, I think job applications are the (77) ．"Education"-previous experience—post held—give (78) ．Terrified by the awful warning about giving false (79) which appear at the bottom of the form, I struggle to remember what exams I passed and how long I worked for what firms． (80) hard I try．there always seems to be a year or two for which I cannot satisfactorily account and which I am certain, if left blank, will give the (81) that 1 was in prison or engaged in some occupation too dubious tO mention．