Dave, from No 40, Hawksworth Lane, arranged a trip to Annabella's disco in Bradford. All the gang went, by coach of course, and we drank and made merry until 2am.
Carole and I were squabbling again and I realise we haven't quite seen eye to eye lately.
CB was with us. I bought Dave L all his ale. I don't object to this of course because you know as well as I do that I'd do anything for David. These college chaps can't afford to eat or live - let alone booze.
Home at 2.30. John was three sheets to the wind and proceeded to make more than a bit of a racket on our arrival at the palace.
Goodnight one and all.
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