Go down to the Hare & Hounds on the 8.10 bus and meet Carole outside. John comes in with Jimmy Macdonald and we boys have a laugh together. Carole mopes because she thinks I am ignoring her and says I should perhaps have left her at home and had a night out with the lads. I am sure she thinks I contrived to meet John and Jimmy, but it was purely coincidental, and after all, why can't I have a chat with my prodigal brother? I'm not tied to Miss Phillips's apron strings.
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Sunday March 2, 1986
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ 3rd Sunday in Lent Early start. Samuel seeking his cousins ended up in bed with Gill, who was half dead. Grah...
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