Up at 7.15. Not at all tired, though I would not have objected to staying in bed. Work at 9. Leave with Sarah at 12 and think to myself that I could quite grow attached to Sarah if she would only climb down from her very high horse.
Lynn and Sue went on a shopping spree to gather in the Mother's Day offerings and came home with a record, Bryan Ferry's LP. Quite fantastic.
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Saturday September 14, 1985
Moorhouse Inn New Moon It was an early rise because of our darling son and heir, who had no qualms about getting his drunken Papa out of be...
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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 ...
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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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