_. I am seriously considering abandoning this journal once and for all. I am just a pathetic mess who has great difficulty in making interesting observations on any subject, either of domestic or national importance. Indeed, you'll find no reference here to President Carter's SALT 2 summit with that nice Mr Podgorny. I am a dead loss. A vast waste of time, ink, and energy goes into this and I really could and should be doing greater things.
Isaac Newton gave us the combustion engine; John Wayne gave us over six billion cowboy epics; Ngaio Marsh gave us all those wonderful 'Poldark' books and the Queen Mum has currently completed 55 years as head of our great Royal House. Just what have I achieved? Precisely, bugger all.
But stop this wallowing, Michael. Think what the neighbours are going through. Kenneth the tortoise has been missing for three days.
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Monday October 14, 1985
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds Columbus Day, USA - Thanksgiving Day Canada Old Red Lion. A very silly day. I climbed out of bed very early leaving my...
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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...
I hope Kenneth turns up ok!
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