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Thursday September 22, 1983

 Full Moon

Why Not, Hemlington

Takings: Lounge £267.61 / Bar £230.98

Marie and Mags came to see us last night and stood at the bar drinking large Bacardis and vodka to boost our takings. Inspector Dale and some of his colleagues called in for a pint or two. He was as nice as pie, and not at all vicious. Ally went to see a Dr Ruffett in Middlesbrough, and he gave her a clean bill of health. She now weighs 8st 12lb. Her blood pressure is spot on. A Hell's Angel in the bar has named his baby son Gary. Why do such a terrible thing? Sir Harold Wilson's peerage has been gazetted as Baron Wilson of Rievaulx. I was hoping he's been Earl Wilson of Scilly. Ally bought the local newspaper today. Thet give houses away up here.

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