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Showing posts with label andrew marvell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label andrew marvell. Show all posts
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Tuesday July 25, 1978
St James
John called up tonight with an advert for the MG that he wants me to stick in the Evening Post. It is Maria's birthday tomorrow. Mum produced a card and a present for her. Sue and Lynn also sent offerings. I limited myself to a tiny, yet hilarious card with one of my odes inside. Andrew Marvell isn't half as marvellous as me.
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