_. Sexagesima
Cold. We didn't venture out at Pine Tops. Spent the day sitting with Mum and Dad discussing the Stonehouse Inn. They visited the place again earlier in the week and and met George Deakin's daughter who showed them over the property. The land with it is vast. The entire estate is up for sale for £70,000. Ally is thrilled, as of course am I, of mucking out an ancient building unchanged since the 1930s. Who knows what treasures are to be found? They have an appointment to see Mr Osborne at the Yorkshire Bank at 3pm tomorrow. Our fingers are crossed in anticipation. A pub will give them an all consuming interest. The departure from home of four children must be a trauma for them and now, at 46 and 45, they are left alone, back where they started almost.
Tonight: Saw Olivier in 'Khartoum' and Sir John Mills in 'Dulcima'. Bed at almost 1am. Snow fell in the afternoon, still on the ground, but not deeply laid. I can't do with it.
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