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Thursday August 8, 1985

 Moorhouse Inn

Charlotte.

Sunshine. To Otley to see Janette and Charlotte Nora. A Dr Goebbels-like nurse refused to allow Sam to view his cousin and so Ally went in for a few minutes and I followed. I played outside collecting stones with my son and heir. Charlotte is a very large, pink baby. Poor Janette has a leg in bandages and says it's a thrombosis. I associate the word thrombosis with heart attacks. This is hysteria on my part, so I'm told. To Guiseley afterwards. Scenes reminiscent of the Hungarian uprising of 1956 at 21, Thorpe Lane. Sue is on the verge of madness. She says she had a showdown with Jim yesterday__________.

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