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Saturday March 2, 1974

John wakes me at 7.45 - I nearly overslept. Run like hell into Guiseley for my train. Walk from the station to the YP, arriving at 8.55. Busy morning. I type both YP and EP sheets - not bad going really. The papers are full of Edward Heath. The poor man is determined not to resign, and he visited the Queen at Buckingham Palace tonight, presumably to inform her of his intentions. The Prime Minister is of course well within his rights to remain in office, because he can do so until he is defeated in the Commons. This will undoubtedly come next week.. Uncle Ted is hanging on by the skin of his teeth as it were.

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