Some rain. I went out in a pair of striped blue canvas shoes which looked ridiculous on a damp Lidget Green morn. [Large deletion]. At lunchtime I telephoned Mum. They are decorating at Horton. She bubbled as usual and hadn't heard from any of the others. Some of my siblings don't know how to dial.
All whispers at the YP. So many people say they are going. Spoke to one in EP features, and one EP reporter says he wants to open a book shop. Mrs Slocombe is back with her face sewn up and looks like something from a Boris Karloff movie.
Omelettes and beans at 6. We sat on the settee for three hours. _________. After 'Dallas' Ally took to her bed. The news was read by John Humphrys who I always think looks like a ventriloquist's dummy. The Queen is enduring floods and tornadoes with the Reagans in Santa Barbara. One of President Reagan's aides has described HM as 'a trooper' for sticking to the schedule despite the weather. It will take more than a bit of inclement weather to deter the Queen from sticking to her agenda.
I have been thinking about Timothy Taylor's. Will my redundancy money be enough to cover a tenancy? We shall have to go along and see Lord Ingrow. For two weeks we have thought of little else than pubs and our future.
A programme on TV about 'old wives tales' was interesting. Cows do not sit down when it is about to rain.
Bed at 10 o'clock.
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