Tuesday December 6, 1983

 Red Lion, Thornton Road, Four Lane Ends, Bradford 8

Sun, but frost. Up at 6:30 and off out in a frost coated Mandy Metro at 8:30 to Rochdale, and the Kingsway Hotel. It isn't as far as I thought it would be. Mike Walker and Les Gledhill were setting up a conference room in an impoverished lounge decorated in Why Not wallpaper, to make me feel at home. The trainees from the Linthorpe (not the bearded one) was there.They go to Levenshulme tomrrow and then from Dec 16th to Jan 3rd to the Emmott Arms. Others there include a chap from Blackpool and Ron Brook, Cheshire Midland, &c. The conference was hosted by the peculiar Don Bywater, who has been doing this for 14 years, but makes it look like his first attempt. He went over the 1974 legislation and set out different examples. Lunched on steak. Ally was uncomfortable on the hard, school-like chairs, but didn't complain. We watched a ridiculous educational film where a woman was slicing off her limbs trapped in canteen equipment which made Les Gledhill feel queasy and had us all giggling. We left at 4. Via Club Street to the 'Lion Rouge', as Ally calls it. Jean was holding the fort. I lit the fire and listened to news of the afternoon. Two 70 year-olds had a punch up at 3pm over their dogs and both were ejected by Enid and Jean. 'No Dogs Allowed' signs go up. Chris and Elaine can sort it out when they get back. Who should walk in at 7 but Mum and Dad who had been at Sue's. Ally came down and we had a few pre-prandials. Mum had been given whisky at the Nasons and was soon intoxicated on whisky and American dry, and so at 8:30 we went upstairs. Dad and I went out and bought prawn curry for us all. I ate like a half starved puma. We argued about the date of birth of cousin Reggie's baby. I insist Richard was born on March 4, but Mum insists Apr 8th. There was a minor skirmish in the tap room over a Yorkshire terrier.  Tired. We all went to bed at 1:30.

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