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Monday April 1, 1985

 Moorhouse Inn

Club St.
Mum and Dad moved out and went to Club Street. We went to Bradford in a convoy fashion. Mum did very well. It was horrible watching her struggling down the stairs to get to the car. We, that is Ally, Sam and I, went to Duckworth Lane to get Mum some 'Orovite 7', recommended by an old customer John, who lost his wife last year. Whilst we were out Mum climbed the stairs at Club St and wept at the sight of her bedroom. She thinks we have gone to too much trouble. I am a morbid old sod, but I look at her and wonder if she will ever leave our little cottage alive. She is so frail and burnt out. What torment.

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