Moorhouse Inn, Leeds, LS11 5NQ
N.A. Gadsby was born 50 years ago today. I posted a birthday card with a suitable ode inscribed within:
"For Fifty Years You have Walked this Earth,
Famed throughout from Pudsey to Perth,
Fun, with a Youthful Zest for Life,
Your Capacity for Industry is rife,
Your erections are admired in many places,
Look at the smiles on your clients faces,
This Nation of Ours cannot go wrong,
With Tony Gadsby leading the throng".....
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| N.A. Gadsby in earlier years. |
Awful, eh? A terrible day. Ate nothing. My tummy has gone. I do wish that the bags under my eyes would go. I look like the news reader Peter Woods. Lynn phoned to say they would come here at 3pm. This they did. David looked bored and sat buried beneath one of Samuel's fairy story books, and flatly refused offers of a drink. Lynn had two barley wines which she splashed everywhere. We had to turn them down at Thorpefields for Christmas Day morning, but invited them here on Boxing Day (along with Sue & John which we arranged yesterday). Sadly, they have to be David's parents at Pool for 3pm on that day. They left at 5. Susan says Lynn still sobs and sobs over the loss of Mum, but she buries the heartache from everyone else.
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