Tuesday April 27, 1982

 Sunshine. Up at 6:30. I dreamt that Ally bought me some rabbits. How odd. We sat eating biscuits and drinking tea. £1500 is one Hell of a lot of money [for a kitchen] and I don't think we can afford it. However, a cheque for £30 arrived from Jonathan Margolis and so it isn't all gloom and darkness. 

Ally is bubbly and cheerful, which is amazing considering that the AHA is in a heap and she seldom has a proper days work. She needs to be kept busy because she thinks, while slumped over her barren typewriter, of all the work she could be doing at home.

The second coming?

YP:  Kathleen inspected Sarah's wedding ring. Why do women do this? Surely one wedding ring resembles another? We discuss the second coming of the Messiah, which a local lunatic has prophesied is to occur next week. How will the Messiah do it? Will it be a blinding flash and the chorus of a heavenly host, or will it be like the first time? Will he go through the 'born in a stable' routine all over again? Margot probably hit the nail on the head when she said: 'I bet you anything he has decided not to bother coming.' Hoots of laughter.

Home at 6. A happy, cuddly night. Mum phoned. The Polaris submarine captain inspected the loft this morning and went away again.

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