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Sunday February 10, 1985

 Moorhouse Inn

Sexagesima

The Bakers came at 3:15 and stayed to tea. Well, the girls did. Frances and Katie are somewhat greedy. Frances gobbled two Mr Kipling apple pies. Looking at Mum she told her not to worry because she would soon be better. The noise and bustle soon proved too much for Mum, and the magic of being surrounded by children is now lost to her. It is all too horrible. Lynn is always on edge. They left and later we had veal in mushroom sauce for dinner and watched TV. Roundheads & Cavaliers, &c, and the mundane 'Last of the Summer Wine'. Mum has been eating better but didn't enjoy the veal.

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