_. Woke up on Saturday afternoon quite disorientated. The remainder of the day fell into typical Club Street routine. Ally made lunch at about 3:30 which consisted of lashings of rabbit goulash, with red wine, which was delicious. Until 8 we played with the stereo and taped the DJs on Radio 1, Paul Gambaccini and Adrian Juste. Ally thinks I truly obsessed by the Panasonic machine. We cuddled on the couch/settee/sofa, or whatever you want to call it. Ally's mother phoned, and so did Sailor Dave. He sent her a cutlery service for Christmas which must have cost a fortune. We went on to Guiseley for 8, and after a quick change we were in the White Cross with Sue and Pete. They left us after one drink and on we went to the Yorkshire Rose, and bumped into Martyn Cole's parents. Then in the Fox and Hounds we met Lynn and Dave with the Allinsons. In fact the pub was seething with people I know. We were invited back to Burley-in-W where we stayed the night.
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