_. Wet. Dave looked ghastly. The two of us went for a walk down the lane. At 1pm Lynn, Dave, Ally and I walked to the Plough, with an umbrella and plastic waterproof clothing. Neil, the barman, grinned from ear to ear even though his car is now a sorry, shadow of its former self. Back to Chillandham Cross at 2:30 for a large lunch of turkey and all the trimmings. Something of a feast to be exact. Graham succumbed and retired to his bed, missing the dessert course. Afterwards we did the washing up, packed the car with all manner of junk. At about 6pm we departed weighed down with balls for Ally's Christmas tree, lamps made from old wine bottles, and tins packed with Christmas cake. Home at 11. Hilda and Tony were being entertained. Bed at 12.
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Saturday May 19, 1984
A warm, gentle day. Ally and I took off to town with Samuel at 1pm. We didn't take the pram and I carried baby for two hours, by the end...
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5, Club Street, Lidget Green, Bradford Samuel has a hairy back and shoulders, you know. I have to record these things because in ten years ... -
3rd Sunday after Epiphany 5, Club Street, Lidget Green, Bradford Baby slept until 6am which is amazing. Ally however woke at three and then...