Uncle Tony is 45. Slept in the upper sitting room with Dave. Ally woke us at 12:15. Panic. We should have met the lads in the Nelson pub at noon. Frantic dressing. Drove into Stockport and met Billy Garry, Steve and John [the latter is due to become a father on Dec 31]. From the Nelson to the Robin Hood at 1pm. Unfortunately on this occasion the nature of our politics was not asked for and neither were we invited to remain after hours for a 'bona fide' session.
At 3 we had lunch at the Hollywood [the usual leg of lamb] and left at 4:30 returning to Bradford via Ally's old home at Grasscroft, near Dobcross. Home for 7 in time to observe 2 minutes silence for John Lennon. Even the Archbishop of Canterbury stood for a 'lone vigil' taking it a bit too far.
One drink at the Drop, fish and chips from Westfield Fisheries, home at 9 to decorate the Christmas tree with Mum and Dad. They were drinking rum and orange celebrating the anniversary of their engagement [December 12, 1953]. Ally and I watched a film until 1, giggling like third formers. The room so fresh smelling of pine. Good old Prince Albert.
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