Saturday August 25, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds

We escaped to Guiseley and visited the Lawsons of Tennyson Street. As usual we arrived at meal time, and Joan, opening the door, I think took me for a Jehovah's Witness or 'Moonie'. Eventually the penny dropped and we were ushered into the sitting room for tea and cake. Dave was out but came in half an hour later with a ponytail and a tiny shirt with 'The Smiths' splattered over the front. He autographed our passport photos. He is enabled to do this because he is a teacher. Other suitables for this tedious duty include members of the Royal Family, judges of the High Court, and peers of the realm above the rank of a baron. David hadn't seen Samuel before. We did a lot of tittering and then went on to Sue's. John gave Samuel £5. Barbecue at Susan's, with Mum and Dad too. Afterwards we went to Lynn's for tea and we sat on the lawn beneath the umbrella I stole in Bournemouth. Lynn showed no signs of delivering. Home for 7.

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Friday August 24, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds

Busy day because we have only one staff member working at luncheon. It was Maureen today. Other than this - oblivion. The Egans were red faced after last night. Quite right.

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Thursday August 23, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn

Ally phoned Lynn. The girl is sick of waiting and is visiting the doctor tomorrow. David is in a state of agitation and wants a son. Audrey and Terry were in pissed up after an afternoon at the Pirie's. Audrey was wearing a big hat and staggering around 'like Gertrude Tanner' - but I think meant Schilling. 

Saw Maureen's granddaughter, Teresa, outside. Born in December she looks massive next to Samuel and seems to have a full set of teeth. 

Stan Ogden is deceased ending a TV partnership and a romance equal only to Burton and Taylor, Victoria and Albert, and Pearl Carr and Teddy Johnson.

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Wednesday August 22, 1984

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds

Marlene, Frank, Mark, Deborah and Auntie Mabel came to lunch and sat outside beneath an umbrella devouring ploughman's lunches and Black Forest gateau. It seems mercenary taking money from them but if not I'll never make a millionaire. Does Robert Maxwell's cousin have to pay for his 'Daily Mirror'? 

We are told that Elizabeth Taylor wants to die in Wales to be near Richard Burton's ghost. Won't the ghost be floating around in Switzerland? I am confused.

Samuel blows raspberries and entertained his kinfolk, so much so that I detected blue faces and wet eyes. Like Fred Karno's circus. Auntie Mabel dotes on him.

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