Write An Essay Beginning With:"I Remember The Day I Stayed Home Alone

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This recording is copyright.IELTS HELP NOW listening practice tests. Test 3. In the IELTS test you hear some recordings and you have to answer questions on them. You have time to read the instructions and questions and check your work. All recordings are played only once. Now turn to Section 1.Section 1. You will hear a conversation between a man and a woman as the man joins a local library.First you have some time to look at questions 1 - 5.(20 second gap)You will see that there is an example. This time only, the conversation relating to this will be played first.Peter Hello, I'm new in the area and I'd like to join the library please.Will That's no problem. Let me get an application form. Here we are. Now all we have to do is fill this in and then I'll get you to sign it and you'll be a member.P GreatW Now then. What's your full name?P Peter Adrian Camden.W How do you spell Camden?P C-A-M-D-E-NW C-A-M-D-E-NP Yes, that's right.So, Camden is the correct answer.Now we begin. You should answer the questions as you listen, as the recording is not played twice. Listen carefully to the conversation and answer questions 1 to 5.Peter Hello, I'm new in the area and I'd like to join the library please.Will That's no problem. Let me get an application form. Here we are. Now all we have to do is fill this in and then I'll get you to sign and you'll be a member.P GreatW Now then. What's your full name?© ieltshelpnow.comP Peter Adrian Camden.W How do you spell Camden?P C-A-M-D-E-NW C-A-M-D-E-NP Yes, that's right.W Right, and what's your address?P Flat 5, 53 Green Street, Finsbury.W Ok. Got that. That's near here isn't it?P Yes, just 5 minutes walk.W What's the post code?P 7424.. I..I mean, sorry, 7434.W Got that now. Now, can you tell me your date of birth?P 8th July 1976.W And, what's your telephone number?P Well, I don't have a home number but I've got a mobile.W That'll do fine.P It's 06634 982 746. Did you get that?W Some of it. Can you say it again?P The code's 06634 and the number's then 982 746W Right. That's almost it. Now I need some kind of identification to prove where you live. Doyou have a driving license or a passport or anything like that?P I'm afraid that everything I have, has got my old address on it. Do you need it now?W No, not now, but you won't be able to take anything out until we see that.P Wait a minute. I've got a letter addressed to me here that arrived this morning. Will thatdo?© ieltshelpnow.comW Oh yes. That's a good idea. That will be fine.... Let's look. Ok. Well, that's that finished.Before the conversation continues, you have some time to look at questions 6 to 10.(20 second gap)Now listen carefully and answer questions 6 to 10.W Could I ask you a few questions? The Council that runs the library is running a survey to findout what kind of books people prefer so that they can direct their buying.P Yeah, no problem.W OK. So, what type of books do you like?P Well, I'm very keen on mysteries. You know, when a detective...

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