_. Dave L phoned to say he's been stricken with chicken pox and is lying low at Tennyson Street. I wanted to go go collect my blue pullover, but he says I would be running a great risk. Anyway, the street has been cordoned off, and a large red cross painted on the front door.
Lynn phoned asking whether Ally and I would like to go with them to Dave and Elaine Allinson's at Rawdon, possibly on Thursday. Should be interesting.
President Carter beat Senator Kennedy in the Iowa caucuses last night. Definitely the death knell for old Ted, who never really stood a chance anyway with his sexual activities and drownings. George Bush won for the Republican party, walking over Ronald Reagan, the actor, who rose to fame in 1918, as 'The Lone Ranger'.
Sue and Pete went off at 6:30pm on an important mission to see Mr Booker, who has found them a mortgage. They returned beaming and Sue immediately phoned Angela [the current occupier of the home of their dreams] at Greenlea Mount, or Greenlea Place.
Uncle John phoned to say that Sheila's father died on Monday and so the Halifax dinner was scrapped. Poor Sheila. He died before she could get to his hospital bedside.
Watched an excellent Clint Eastwood film 'Play Misty for Me', a proper thriller. Bed at 12:30.
The journal of a Yorkshire lad from the age of 17 in 1973 through several decades .... Transcribing from handwritten volume to blog may take some time ...
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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...
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