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20090419

Sunday May 27, 1973

A real scorcher. Mum, Lynn, Sue, John and myself sit from 11 till 2 on the lawn. Mum has too much sun and feels unwell. Make an attempt to read Adolf Hitler. Mum, reading the paper, tells me of a trip from Leeds to the Trooping of the Colour on Saturday. I immediately ring and book 2 seats for John and myself. At lunch I think about June and whether she would like to come with us? She rings at 4 and I tell her of the trip - she agrees immediately to come with us. Fantastic! June and myself actually going to see the Queen!

Have tea. Dave rings at 7. We decide to go out. He comes in the car at 8 - and go to see June at Horsforth. No one is in at her house. Go back to Dave's and then collect John. Go back again to June's. Her mother and father are in. Fabulous people. Mr Bottomley is an artist. He offers me a cigarette and I complement him on his artistic capabilities. Mrs B is a real homely sort. Leave 10 minutes later. The Emmotts is packed out. Beautiful evening. Ivy doesn't have her coat on - the weather must be good. Pick up Peter Hurst and go to the Fleece. Chris and MM are in. Linda, Glenn and Julian Bolton are in a corner. Dave and I sit with them. Reminisce with Julian about old times at Fieldhead. Evidently, I gave him four old pence to pinch the school subuteo soccer pitch - but he sold it to somebody else for a few pence more! I never got my brass back!

Dave brings us home at 11.30. Everyone is on way to bed.

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