6th Sunday after Trinity
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds
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| Temple Newsam. |
The third wedding anniversary of the Prince and Princess of Wales. A relaxed day out and about. A very fine day. Mavis and Margaret did lunchtime and we stayed upstairs. The Piries came swanning in. Ugh. At 2:30 we bombed off in Mandy Metro to Temple Newsam where a band was playing in the amphitheatre. Half dressed people licking ice-creams and watching the pigs at the 'home farm' there. Sammy slept in his pushchair. We collapsed on a slope, close to the house, a fine Jacobean erection, played with the baby and took photographs. A hideous slag heap on the horizon spoiled things but generally the place is well looked after. Good old Lord Halifax gave it to (Leeds) Corporation in 1922.
Returned to the Moorhouse hot and sweaty at 5. We stripped of our clothes and fried fish and ate naked in the flat. Jane tonight. She leaves on Tuesday.
World News: The Democratic party in the USA have a woman candidate for vice-president. A Mrs Ferrari, or something. Sir Geoffrey Howe is sorting out the Hong Kong-China crisis. Parliament breaks up for 'end of term' on Wednesday. Lord Balerno is dead. Only a life peer.
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