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Thursday April 22, 1982

 Good weather again. Sarah has chosen a good week to have it off. Uneventful at the YP. Falklands and all that. Kathleen is mentally disturbed by the whole business of sending gunboats to the other end of the earth. She firmly believes that a nuclear holocaust will finish us all off by Christmas all because of Mrs Thatcher's actions. I think the whole thing is marvellous and it can be doing nothing but good for the election prospects of the Conservative party. Since the Argentinians invaded three weeks ago who has heard a mention of Roy Jenkins?

Home to Baby at 6 and just for a change we went to the Co-op and not to Morrison's. Back at 7:30 to watch a Chronicle programme on the raising of the 'Mary Rose' Tudor warship which sank in 1545. Saw a new thriller. Bed at God knows when.

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