Another good day. To Stratford-upon-Avon with Barbara, Serena, Mike Jenns, John Kirk, and Dave in the Lawson-mobile of course. The girls were horribly drunk and ploughed into a bus queue of old ladies outside a nice Shakespearian inn. Three old women died and seven were later reported 'serious but stable' in a Stratford mortuary.
A fantastic laugh it all was. Dave and I purchased a couple of pheasants and we carried them with pride through the streets. Had a few drinks before being kicked out at 2.30. Messed about near the river and took several photos.
How happy I have been this year. My entries for Dec 1973 are a painful experience. Moping for June Bottomley was a pathetic saga which dragged on for months. I was upset and depressed but subjecting you to the boring, heart-rending details was a mistake never to be repeated.
Home at 10.30 after travelling for three hours. Barbara is a darling, though she doesn't know that I know that she's a darling. Such a darling.
At home Mum starts nagging about the patchouli oil, and goes on and on...Oh for the solitude of Worcester.
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Hello,
ReplyDeleteI came across this journal and noticed that my father Mike Jenns is mentioned. He would very much like to get in contact with you!
If you are interested please contact me at
harrietjenns@hotmail.com
and I will pass you on to him.
thanks
Harriet Jenns