Deep frost. Up at 7:20. Couldn't get out of bed. Ate piping hot porridge and went out to de-ice the car which was hidden beneath six inches of solid ice. Kissed Ally goodbye and went off with my cheese sandwich at 8:00. YP late.
Thinning Diana? Poppycock. |
Peregrine Worsthorne, in the Sunday Telegraph, says that at the death of George VI, 30 years ago next month, panic set in when his widow, the Queen Mother at 51 thought she might be pregnant. We would have had a 'pregnant pause' for six or seven months, and if she had given birth to a son then the infant would have succeeded to the throne, displacing Elizabeth II. I bet they were shrieking with laughter at Sandringham over that one. Yes, women can give birth at 51, but not the Queen Mother and certainly not after a gap of 21 years after the previous confinement.
Other news: Sir Roy Jenkins [Prime Minister 1984-2001] has been offered Glasgow Hillhead as an Alliance candidate. The by-election is caused by the death of Lord Strathclyde's heir, Sir Thomas Galbraith, who was knighted on Jan 1 and who died on Jan 2. It will be the first foray of the SDP into Scotland and may not be the landslide in Woy's direction as they seem to think. Watched the news and felt sick watching Woy grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Shirley Williams is now on crutches after an incident with a sleigh on Christmas Day. I suppose the SDP publicity machine is hinting that our Shirl is one of Santa Claus's little helpers. A Yuletide fairy.
Spoke to Mum this afternoon. They are showing interest in the purchase of a pub at Cattall, near York.
Susie has high blood pressure and is suffering from dizzy spells. Mum says they'll have her in hospital and bring on the baby if this continues. Not a good thing.
Had a gin and tonic and took to our bed at 11:30 with Agatha Christie and Princess Margaret. Ally feeling groggy. Not sure whether it's the after effects of the gin or catarrh. Her eyes are heavy and she is decidedly pale.
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