Friday November 29, 1985

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ

The Moorhouse.

Back to the delights of Leeds 11 and the Moorhouse Inn. Paul was very quiet and uncommunicative. No major incidents in our absence. No sudden deaths &c. LG called on Tuesday to ask when we would be back, re the bad stock, and we expected him today. The mad stock taker appeared at 10:30. We would have returned later if we had known. In fact we arrived at 8:30. Frosty, even snow. As I suspected, Paul's stock take showed an £80 deficit. So, up in the office we had an inquest and LG appeared. Much analysing and scratching of heads, and poking at old till rolls, &c. Ally lost her patience with them all. Here we do not have thieving staff - only chronic, ineffectual stock takers. Despite everything LG was in a good mood. Relief manager Paul pissed off to Rochdale where a manager, harassed and fed-up, pissed off this morning without so much as a 'kiss my arse' to the brewery. We told Audrey and the customers assembled this afternoon of our baby news. We only made such an early announcement because Ally looks obviously struck down with something, and we don't want rumours and speculation.

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