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Thursday September 1, 1983

 Linthorpe Hotel, Middlesbrough

Ally reminds me it's Martyn Cole's birthday. It is also Roy's. He is away of course and I am running the Linthorpe Hotel. Well, I'm standing around wearing a tie, making sure everything is ticking over, and looking suitably managerial. Roy keeps a staff, and a large staff at that, working flat out all day. Today the morning routine jobs were over for 9 o'clock and we sat twiddling our thumbs. Everything looking spick and span. The staff have been very good and so tonight I bought them all a drink.

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