This is going to be a blank page, so I see not much point in you hanging on at your end any longer. However, I realise that many of you depend on my daily entries, so I won't let you down entirely, being a soft hearted old thing that I am. Anyway, you've had your fun for one day and I'll try to be more productive tomorrow but until then, it's goodbye from me...
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Saturday September 7, 1985
Moorhouse Inn Ally was in a collapsed state all day and did her 'Sleeping Beauty' routine on me. Poor Samuel was motherless. A happ...
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Moorhouse Inn 2nd Sunday in Lent with dear Phyllis. Drizzle. Up for a full-English. Samuel is much better behaved without the influence of ... -
Moorhouse Inn Cold and quiet. Dave Glynn phoned tonight but Ally and I were in the cellar, and when we phoned back Lily said that David has...
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