_.A day at home. Feeling much, much better. Read 'The Millionairess' by G.B.S. Finished it.
Carole will have received my letter today. I hope she likes it. She has been complaining that I never write.
Dad brought his typewriter home from the office and so I wrote to Jacqui. I enjoy typing.
We turned off the television fairly early. Mama is knitting me a large, chunky pullover. _________.
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Wednesday October 9, 1985
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds Slept until 8:30 when the Schweppes delivery man woke us. Much chaos. To market after a frugal breakfast. Ally explain...

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Quinquagesima. By 4am only Judith, Kathryn and I are conscious. But when we decided to call it a day I realised with horror that my jacket a...
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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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