Dad is 48 today and dear Mum is 47. I think this might be the first time I have missed seeing them on their joint birthday.
Ally, in a long, blue dressing gown, was up an hour before me in her father's study discussing the ins and outs of joining BUPA, at £8 per week. They decide against. Frank and Bessie went off shopping leaving us sat in the vast kitchen. How good would it be to own a house of such proportions?
Later to Winchester shopping. Then to Southampton shopping where we spent £28 in Habitat on a table lamp and a brass door knob.
Dined tonight with Frank & Bessie. Prawn cocktails, watercress soup, pheasant in red wine, chocolate fudge cake. Delicious. Afterwards we slumped. Bed at 1am. I am feeling better, but Ally is going under now.
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