Saturday January 21, 1984

 5, Club Street, Lidget Green, Bradford

Club Street from Cemetery Rd

Samuel started to cry at 1:30am and so we spent a couple of hours feeding and changing. His eyes are as big as saucers. ______. A midwife visited and remarked how well Ally looks. Today she wore her blue 'Margaret Thatcher' frock and looked positively skinny. The bump has disappeared over night. Sue, Pete and Christopher came at 2:30, and Sue held her nephew for the first time. Her bump is starting to show now and she took home Ally's maternity dresses. Good riddance. Over cups of tea we decided it would be nice to have further offspring in the autumn of 1985. Is this asking too much? My God, I'll be thirty.

A management agreement document arrived from David Tyne. We now have to write back and say 'yes please, we do want the Moorhouse'. Ally sniffs that the money isn't much different to the trainee wage, but I remind her that we can make £100 a week on food, plus the bonus we receive in June or July. Chris Wills collected £1500 for doing nothing startling. The Nasons went off at 3. We ate sandwiches. Ally slept on the settee and I covered her beneath a quilt. She and Samuel snored. Mum phoned. They have been doing a lot of walking in the hills. I am pleased. It sounds healthy. ________. To bed at 11:40. How much sleep will we get tonight?

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