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Thursday June 14, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds 11

David Lawson is 29. I fear for David's sanity and don't suppose he'll be pleased at todays anniversary. A Peter Pan to be sure.

This journal is proving tiresome. I have no time. Shopping, shopping, shopping. It's a hideous task looking for a pearl wedding gift. It will have to be cut glass. It is a pity we children did not club together for the gift. Dad wants a pub table, but they are £90.

The Press refers to Lord Althorp as 'loutish'. Evidently the aristo attempted to 'de-bag' Tony Blackburn in a London restaurant. Jolly good show, Charlie. Diana must giggle.

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