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Thursday August 30, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds

Ally was banging around with a face like Arthur Scargill. Donna Lea phoned to say she is visiting us and in she came at 7pm. A casual approach to be sure. She is all for promotions and silly evenings and us having some sort of 'do' in the near future. We ponder on this one. Ally recovers this evening and mellows after her day of violence. We stood downstairs. Our beer prices increase net week. Old Brewery Bitter goes up from 57p to 60p a pint. My God. How they will moan.

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