Tuesday February 4, 1986

 Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ

This may be historic, but Prince Andrew's so-called flame, Sarah Ferguson, was mentioned in a news bulletin today. I wish I knew more of her antecedents. She is 26. Watch this space. HM The Q lunched on Andrew's ship in the pool of London today. The Princess of Wales is taking Prince William to HMS Brazen tomorrow.

Ally had one of her hunches and went to Club Street with Samuel and found a note pushed through the door from Sister Greenwood, her midwife, telling her she has a water infection and needs antibiotics. Ally went to see Dr York at 5. I went upstairs to listen to music at full throttle and I cleaned the deep fat fryers. Both Lynn and Sue phoned to wish us bon voyage. Susan has bought some patio doors for her dining room and Peter is now broke. Ally came back worn out but insisted on cleaning and packing, &c. I cannot wait to be away on holiday. Maureen worked. The place was like a mausoleum. I watched "I, Claudius". I cleaned the beer lines, bottled up and pottered around until 1am. We sat in bed and breathed a sigh of relief. Oh yes, I phoned Dad and he seemed a bit low.

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