_. 4th Sunday after Trinity
We were awakened at 5am by the Greek chap in the hotel reception. We were showered and dressed by 5:30. A jovial taxi driver piled us into his cab with a couple of overweight, fragrant French ladies and took us to the international airport. Bye Bye Athens, and farewell to Greece.
We flew out at 7:40am. The usual sort of flight. We ignored everyone and devoted the journey to our books. They gave us a breakfast of bacon and beans, and I washed it down with several whiskies. Landed at Manchester at 9:30. David G was waving at us from the public gallery, and he drove us to Stockport. On the way he told us that things have been going mad in the UK. Widespread rioting and looting has swept the major cities since last weekend. As we travelled along we saw smashed windows, wrecked petrol pumps, &c. He says Moss Side is devastated. Back at the Hollywood we phoned Mum, Lynn and Dave and they came over at 1pm to take us home. Jim Glynn came downstairs for the first time in two weeks having been very ill. He looked shocking. Lynn and Dave appeared with baby Frances [her first visit to a public house]. Jim sat gurgling at her over his half of Guinness. Dave G goes to Ibiza next week.
Back at Club Street I carried Ally over the threshhold. Lynn had placed bunting in the windows. A lovely return home. The house full of wedding presents. We had a couple of drinks and then drove to Guiseley. Dad is on a 12 hour riot shift. Poor Mama is very upset about the Stonehouse. Godfrey has given them until Aug 5 to raise the money and if that cannot be achieved then the the property is to be sold at auction. Very sad. Pine Tops could sell any day but until it does they are hog tied. Sue and Peter came. She is very pale and finds food a hardship.
We left Mum on her own at 12:30 and returned to Club Street.
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