Friday November 26, 1982

Queen in Leeds.

 Frost. To the YP. Busy. Kathleen, 39 yesterday, took a half-day. No great news to report in my absence.The Queen Mother and the saga of the salmon bone, of course, and then Princess Michael of Kent confided in someone at a dinner that baby Prince William has 'tufts of red hair'. This has been strenuously denied by the Princess of Wales who says her son is blonde, big and blue-eyed. Her Majesty the Queen was in Leeds today to open the Henry Moore extension. Muriel Rawnsley was presented. I went to look at the bunting but missed the spectacle because the visit fell outside my lunch hour. I am told the Queen wore a fur coat. Good for her. That's one in the eye for the boring mink conservationists.

Mrs Slocombe found out yesterday that Sarah is going on the management course. She was furious. Apparently, I am next on the list. Blimey, just two heart beats from the chief librarianship, and by-passing the ridiculous Mrs S. Fun and games.

It's incredible to think that Mum, Dad, Lynn and Dave, and John will all be moving house within hours of each other. Utter confusion. Christmas will be a peculiar disjointed affair. We told Mum last night that we would be going to Winchester this year, and she seemed cool about it. She cannot expect us to go to her every Christmas, surely? 

Home at 6 for veg soup. Lots of books arrived including a damaged 'Royal Heritage' which must go back. To bed early.