New Moon 10:50
Packed the suit cases and generally prepared for the exodus. Last night Christine said my perm made me look affluent, or was it effluent?
Ode to my Perm
Once you were straight and hanging down,
But you don't any more,
In fact you're all curly now.
Blimey, Mum says I look like Kevin Keegan,
but Dad thinks I'm a puff.
Ode to Kevin Keegan
Once you were straight and hanging down,
But you aren't any more,
In fact you're all curly now,
Blimey, my Mum says you look like me,
But Dad prefers Plymouth Argyle.
Fin.
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The journal of a Yorkshire lad from the age of 17 in 1973 through several decades .... Transcribing from handwritten volume to blog may take some time ...
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Tuesday March 31, 1987
Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ The Earl of Arundel and Surrey, heir to the Duke of Norfolk, is engaged to Georgina Gore. Ally and Dad think ...
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Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ Stock take at 10am. A £30 deficit. No staff. Sir John Colville's book came in the post, and I flicked thr...
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Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ Bank Holiday in Scotland Dad enters the 54th year of his age looking well, with fresh complexion, but almost ...

