Moorhouse Inn
Dad came over in the afternoon from Guiseley looking better than he did yesterday. He's so lost though. Mum always provided such gaiety. Will Dad ever get that sparkle back? Dad says Susan isn't at all well and is having a scan on Wednesday. Is it a reappearance of a hydatiform mole? She has been passing blood &c, and describes the discharge as 'stringy'. Dad does worry. We had a few pints and looked at headstones (again). The choice was finally made.
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| The Angel & White Horse |
We went to Tadcaster at 5:15 leaving Dad to bath Samuel and to put him to bed. At Taddy it was a large gathering of pub managers in the brewery canteen. To our surprise Chris Wills appeared. He accused the brewery of diluting his ale at source before he received it. We are told we are to have a seven per cent pay rise. Can't complain. Afterwards to the Angel (and White Horse). I felt pissed drinking beer. Found myself talking to the landlord of the Norman at Normanton. The brewery wives always look so brassy, you know typical landlady types. My wife is so fresh, young and so very uncommon. Saw LG and C. Black. Very relaxed. To Horsforth afterwards. I was drunk as a skunk. The 'Inside Out' or 'Outside Inn' or whatever you call it was shut. On to Jacomelli's. Steak, &c. Ally not too pleased about the dinner. Home at 11. David was watching Billy Joel on the telly. We have spent our bonus on a tv cabinet (pine), bed for Sam (pine) and a chest of drawers for Sam (pine).
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