_. Feeling remarkably efficient I went out at lunchtime and bought Mama a Mother's Day gift from one of our better china shops.
Ally came over tonight and we went down to the White Cross until 10:30. Back at Pine Tops Mum and Dad were entertaining Hilda and Tony, Margaret, Jim, Lynn and David. Lynn is such a talker at the table. Jim and Tony Gadsby like a comedy duo. The prominent Pudsey Liberal and I squabbled about employer-worker relations, much to the amusement of my aunt who called her husband an 'arse-licker'.
To bed at 3am. Ally and I decided to take tomorrow off. We intend venturing to the moors for an afternoon of romance. The days of the Triumph Spitfire might be drawing to a close.
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Sunday March 8, 1987
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ 1st Sunday in Lent David Andrew Baker is 31. Aunty Mabel is 68. [To be continued]
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Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ Stock take at 10am. A £30 deficit. No staff. Sir John Colville's book came in the post, and I flicked thr...
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Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ I am growing old. Receding hair, flab, constant lethargy, &c. So awful. I am increasingly antagonised by ...