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Thursday July 9, 1981

 _. Day at the beach. Philip and Gillian were in the bar. The poor beggars had been stranded in a tiny boat off Santorini since Sunday, with no money or change of clothing. It was day trip which turned into a nightmare. The weather prevented the boat from returning to Ios. We had thought of accompanying them. 

We met Philip and Gill again this evening, but after knocking back ouzo I returned to the hotel and was violenetly sick. I had been eating squid, and so you require little or no imagination to envisage the sight of the bathroom.

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