Rain at first, brighter later. I was forced to make a quick exit from my bed to turn off a particularly loud alarm clock, and silence the offending Mike Read. Boiled eggs and toast. We looked in at breakfast TV. It is such a bore. Saw the Prince and Princess of Wales with the ghastly Bob Hawke in Australia. When will it become a republic?
To the YP. I have eight days to work. Labour held Darlington last night. Tories second. SDP third. Work stopped at 2:30 and we gave Carol a bouquet and a Collins dictonary. She produced a bottle of wine and Eileen Jones came in with a bottle of bubbly too and we celebrated the termination of Carol's thirteen year 'career' with cream buns. These are always very flat affairs. I suppose I'll have to go through it very soon. _______. Home for 5:30 feeling slightly groggy. Drinking wine on an afternoon does one no good. Fish and chips with Poodle. I ate like a starving wild cat. Ally posed a question: 'Name the only mammal that lays eggs?' Immediately and without hesitation I replied: 'Duck Billed Platypus'. She sighs 'you are so clever'.
Have I told you that last Saturday David Frost married Lady Carina Fitzalan Howard? It was on the cards. I cannot imagine that the Duke of Norfolk will be chuffed about this.
I sat down and typed a letter to Graham and Charlotte Smith. We haven't heard from them since last June. Ally wallowed in the bath. Watched a documentary on the life of Noel Coward. To bed at 10:30. I told Bob C that the Bishop of Whitby has announced his engagement to the daughter of Judge Herrod, a Yorkshire QC.
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