1st Sunday after Trinity
Breakfast was fun. Pete S screaming and shouting about his diet resembling that of a Paki's after a large bowl of cold leftover rice was thrust before him. He's got a way with words.
Trixie, Jacq and I walked to the Alexandra Palace were CAMRA were 'throwing' a beer festival. We sat on the lawn drinking pints to the sound of a German band until after 5. Yet another incredibly hot day.
Trixie told Jacq she's buying her a car for Christmas _____________-.
Ate pizza and sank 'real ale'. Jacq was wearing her 'lampshade' outfit __.
Tonight we dined quietly with Trixie and saw a bit of The Godfather with Marlon Brando.
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