Write June a farewell letter and take it up to the Emmotts with me. Our last meeting until the second week in August. John sits with Susan Bottomley inside the pub until 10.30, whilst at 10 June and I go for a short walk. We make our sad farewells - only temporary ones of course.
After all the sad speeches we decide to meet at 3.30 tomorrow afternoon. Rather relieved that we have another day of sanity.
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Monday June 10, 1985
Waltergarth Phil the Greek is 64 today. We left Samuel with his grandad and went to Skipton for an hour so. Market Day. Returned for lunch...
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