_. Ally woke me at 2:30pm. She has recovered from the 'nervous breakdown' suffered in the small hours. Don't ask. The street lights were glowing and nightfall was almost upon when I emerged from bed. Poached eggs for breakfast/lunch/dinner or whatever it was. We drove to Burley where we found Mum, Dad, Chris and Julie. They all left soon after [Mum and Dad had been walking near Fewston].
We had a beer and watched TV. We had pie and chips with Lynn and Dave and watched 'Paint Your Wagon', a hideous musical. I think Clint Eastwood attempted to sing.
We returned home to even more telly. Penelope Keith in 'Donkey's Years' by Michael Frayn. Quite good. Bit of a boring start to a new decade.
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Wednesday January 7, 1987
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ Prince Edward quits marines. Cop a load of this about Prince Edward. Obviously it means curtains for the arme...
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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...
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