My journal started in January, 1973, when I was 17 years old ~ compiled as if written for a future grandchild. Transcribing from handwritten volume to blog may take some time ...
Wednesday October 25, 1978
Excuse my scribbling in felt tipped pen. My bottle of scarlet ink is downstairs and I can't be bothered chasing after it.
I really do think that I am in love, yet again, with Sarah. The YP just wouldn't exist without her. Life would be a drag if I didn't see her every day. We plan to go to the Regent at Chapel Allerton on Saturday, and afterwards to a party, no doubt. _______________________________.