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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Tuesday January 7, 1986
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds, LS11 5NQ A 7am start again. What long days we have. Samuel is still raving about 'Agadoo', dancing with Lucy ...
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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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I have just been summoned to thee bathroom by Susie who is sitting in a hot bath in complete darkness. "Michael, the bulb's just go...
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