Another gorgeous day. We haven't had a drop of rain now for about five weeks, and it's absolutely fantastic.
Sarah Elizabeth Collis and I go to Whitelocks again, where we meet David B. Those two get on with one another like a house on fire, and David amuses Sarah really phenomenally. The two of us stagger back to work in the blazing heat and we don't tell Carol or Eileen that we've been out together. They believe what we say, though we do slip up occasionally, but quite unnoticed. A real darling, Sarah is. We're doing Town Street tomorrow night, so don't blame me if the writing on Friday's page is illegible.
See TV all evening, including 'Top of the Pops' which is full of rubbish.
I'm not writing any more now, so you can just get lost, the lot of you.
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