Sunday November 27, 1983

 Advent Sunday

5, Club Street, Lidget Green, Bradford 8

Ally & Mandy.

Ally has bought an advent calendar which she has been gleefully waiting to open. You know, it's one with the little doors which you open daily up until Christmas. A bright and crisp start. Ally went out in her red dungarees and wellies to wash the dirty Mandy Metro. The neighbours all came out to greet us on our return. Poor Phyllis at the end of the street was washing her windows. Norman had a stroke yesterday and has been rendered speechless. Mary tells us that our new next door neighbours are Ukrainians. Eastern bloc types dwelling in Britt Greenwood's old residence doesn't seem right. At one we went to the Red Lion at Four Lane Ends. Chris and Elaine came down (for they were upstairs and always take Sundays off) and we sat until after 4 going over the details and all the ins and outs. Most of the customers look like geriatrics and incapable of serious violence. Chris cleaned his beer lines and Elaine chatted away to Ally, who was fagged out and fading fast. Home in the darkness of the early evening to Club Street. Feet up in front of the TV. 'Jane Eyre' again. We went to the Chinese take-away near the Fire Brigade pub. I had prawn sweet and sour and Ally a prawn curry. To bed. The prospect of two weeks at the Red Lion is not harrowing.

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