_. Awakened at 6:30 to the sound of Ally's exhaust as she blasted down the lane.
To the YP. Sarah informed me that Peter Sellers is dead. This tragic news had a numbing effect on me.
Dave B rang at 11:30 to offer me the loan of £50. I gladly accepted. We met at the Hog's Head for the transaction of this great financial deal. He was very smart, in a dark suit. Bumped into Christine Braithwaite.
At home: wedding fever. Out at 8:30 with Ally to the Fox and then the New Inn. Home at 10:30 to see tributes to Peter Sellers.
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Saturday September 7, 1985
Moorhouse Inn Ally was in a collapsed state all day and did her 'Sleeping Beauty' routine on me. Poor Samuel was motherless. A happ...

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Moorhouse Inn 2nd Sunday in Lent with dear Phyllis. Drizzle. Up for a full-English. Samuel is much better behaved without the influence of ...
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Moorhouse Inn Cold and quiet. Dave Glynn phoned tonight but Ally and I were in the cellar, and when we phoned back Lily said that David has...
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