_. Epiphany
Breakfast with Lynn and Dave. Toast, marmalade, coffee. For some reason Lynn was in a foul mood and making Dave's morning far from tranquil. Lynn might be more pleasant on a morning if she ate something. I helped them dismantle the Christmas tree and then on we went to Pine Tops. Mum and Dad had taken down the Christmas decorations, thrown out the tree, and Mum too was a little frosty.
Lynn and Dave came for the afternoon. Paul Newman was on the telly. It's twelfth night and appropriately the BBC produced the Shakespeare play of that name. Superb. Bed at 12:30. Ally stayed the night because she's low on petrol and didn't fancy bumping into the Yorkshire Ripper.
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