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 December 12, 1976



3rd in Advent. Do bugger all day. Oh look! It's the third Sunday in Advent! How exciting! How thrilling! How fantastic! Piss off, the lot of you.
Reflections:
What has befallen Miss CB? What has befallen Miss Akroyd?, and Miss Fountain for that matter? Have I lost my sex appeal or something?
Poem:
Dr Kissinger, we sure will miss yer,
It'll hurt to see you go
Mr Carter must be a farter,
and when I see him I'll let him know.
Bum Bum.
Another poem.
President Ford I'll be so bored,
when you're gone and far away,
I'll cry and cry - Oh God, I'll die,
on Carter's inauguration day.
MLR, 1976 [c]
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