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Monday July 27, 1981

 _. Back to the YP. Sarah, it seems, lost the 'royal wedding ballot' and is working on Wednesday. She isn't all that bothered about looking in on the royal nuptials.

Ash Tree Cottage this evening almost buzzed with activity. After eating I bottled almost 20 bottles of lager, then brewed another gallon. One never knows when cousin Steve might drop in for a slurp.

Watched 'Far from the Madding Crowd' starring Julie Christie and Peter Finch. Such a depressing take of woe. Thomas Hardy's books always have an aura of melancholy which is quite unique.

Crowds on the Mall.
Royal wedding fever is getting to everyone now. Crowds are already gathering on the streets of London. Old ladies lagged in the Union flag, encamped on the Mall. A gang of punk rockers, would-be rioters, waving plastic flags with gusto outside Clarence House. The Queen Mother, ill with a leg ulcer, has the press convinced that she will miss the ceremony. I do not suppose that the Her Majesty would miss the event even if it meant being wheeled into St Paul's in an oxygen tent. I do wish that the press would desist repeating that Lady Diana will be the first English Princess of Wales since the Plantagenet era. Mary of Teck might sound foreign, but she was born at Kensington Palace to an English princess mother
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