Please excuse me today, but I cannot think of anything original to say about my boring, terrible existence. Sorry, but that's the way it is.
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The journal of a Yorkshire lad from the age of 17 in 1973 through several decades .... Transcribing from handwritten volume to blog may take some time ...
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Sunday May 11, 1986
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ Sunday after Ascension Mother's Day USA & Canada We went over to Club Street to continue decorating. ...
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Moorhouse Inn I have the most disgusting hangover I have perhaps ever experienced. Ally too lay whimpering beneath the quilt and refused to...
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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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