_. Decidedly weak. To the YP 9-12. It was easy sitting in the office and not letting anyone know of my affairs. Mouth tightly shut, saying nothing.
It was an awful journey on the bus. Looked at lunch but didn't touch the food. Too dangerous.
Went to bed until tea time. JPH woke me, playing with my foot, went downstairs feeling cold, tired and lifeless. Ally joined us and we two sat by the fire whilst Mum, Dad, John, Maria and the babies foraged next door.
It wasn't long before I was wanting my bed. It must be a chill. Poor Ally went home to Club St.
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