Thursday January 3, 1980

_. Jacq phoned to say she owes Mum a couple of quid catalogue money and I suggested we meet at the Ostlers tomorrow lunch. I haven't seen her since the end of October and look forward to hearing some news of her Christmas with the divine Trixie.

Home at 6pm to find a full house. John, Maria, JPH, Catherine, and Andrew Macdonald, Maria's six year-old nephew. Andrew is very quiet and lets JPH push him around. They went off at 6:50 and I probably won't see them again until Easter when they next venture from Lochans.

Spoke to Ally on the blower and decided to go out.  She was here by 8:30 and we went to the Drop, which was dead, then the Fox & Hounds, Menston. Our conversations these days seem to dwell on our financial difficulties. We are seldom romantic or sentimental, and current affairs are never touched upon. Here we are under threat of invasion from the Russians and all we can talk about is who is going to get the next round of drinks. So looking forward to Ibiza.  Ally is considering taking an extra job in a pub or Berni Inn to finance the venture. Home feeling pissed on Stella Artois at 11. Sat arguing with Dad and Jim about the situation in Afghanistan. Ally found this so interesting she curled up and went to sleep. Bed after 2, and having written Ally a lengthy letter.

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