Wednesday August 14, 1985

 Moorhouse Inn

To Harehills at 9:30. I took my test at 9:45 in our new, gleaming vehicle. A Mr Harland took me. I did well with the exception of reversing around a corner which I cocked up, and needless to say - failed on this point. Everything else was OK. I came away unperturbed. One day I will succeed. Ally and Sam went shopping in Harehills and I met them after the test. The heavens opened. We went to Menston for lunch with Dad and Janette. I bought fish and chips for everyone. A depressing afternoon really. Dad was quick tempered with Sam. _________. Janette looked pained and thought Dad was being harsh. I must admit to a softness that will do my son no good. I cannot find it in me to be strict, and give in to him a good deal. I know this is wrong, and in twenty years time when I write here about my selfish, spoiled and evil son you can all then exclaim: "who is to blame?" -- and I will hold my hand up. To Sue's at 3 for another episode in the Hungarian Uprising revisited. One day I feel sure that Sue will be beatified. If the Pope can do this for a dead Nicaraguan nun then I'm sure that a hard-working Guiseley mother might qualify.

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