_. Susan's 21st birthday. Sunny. Up at 7 for champagne with Sue in Mum & Dad's room. Mum gave her £21, but I didn't invest her with the camera until later.
To the YP with Jim R, minus his daughter, who has broken up until September.
Back tonight to a party, just our bunch plus the Nasons, Janet Simon and Robert. Something of a knees up. Sue looked radiant. Janet was hideously drunk, which angered Mama. We noshed and drank until about 3am. Ally and I [the survivors] cleared away the debris and carefully washed the Royal Albert china. I polished off the strawberries and cream as I lay in a heap on the floor.
To bed exhausted. Completely knackered.
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Saturday September 14, 1985
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