Monday April 13, 1981

 _.Giggling with Ally on the phone this afternoon. I told her the only food to have passed my lips all day was one Nuttall's mint. I was chastised. One boiled sweet is hardly adequate for a growing boy. She phoned me this evening saying she has eaten some mushrooms which had probably 'gone off'. I worry, and advised arrowroot in warm milk. She went to bed early with a batch of my letters for a reappraisal. 

At home, mowed the lawns. Watched Coronation Street. Later, watched Clint Eastwood in A Fistful of Dollars.

Dave G phoned for a bulletin on Lynn and the baby. Dave L phoned but I was in the bath, and I asked Mum to ask him to change his coming visit to Club St from Wednesday to Thursday. He agrees. He stands a much better chance of getting a decent meal on Thursday. 

Mum and Dad were like love-birds tonight and seemed to be incredibly happy about something. They visited the Stonehouse Inn on Friday evening and found old George sitting in his fireside chair, with cat on his lap, looking healthy again. His daughter, from the south, says that Blubberhouses is the most boring place on earth. OK, it's no Juan les Pins, but it'll do.

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Sunday April 12, 1981

 _. Palm Sunday

Up at 12. We ate sparingly. We made ourselves look decent in time to go to Lynn & Dave's at 2. She brought Frances home from hospital at 12, and a family gathering erupted around this historic event. The baby changes daily, and was surrounded by flowers and cards. Ally remained 'peaky' throughout the visit but didn't show any outward signs of her discomfort. Baby Frances was a brilliant antedote.

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Saturday April 11, 1981

 _. Ally came to lunch. At 7 we went to see the Rev Calvin Ward at Esholt. He says he is going to begin reading the banns soon, but first we have to visit the vicar of St Wildred's, Lidget Green, a Mr Nobbs [?], who will read the banns likewise in his colourful parish. Ward gave us a book, or perhaps manual, on marriage guidance, written by Margaret Hook, the wife of a former Bishop of Bradford. This gave us a few belly laughs on our drive back to Lidget Green.

Ally dresses, in a pastiche of pink, looking gorgeous and almost edible. At 10 we joined the still-proud David B, Karen, Steve, and Dave L at the Railway pub at Rodley. We passed Jacq and Paul in the doorway as they headed to the party, and we joined them at 11. Karen and Steve left as soon was decently possible, and Ally, Dave L and I stood propping up the kitchen sink. We discussed Bessie and Frank. Ally's parents were engaged for 10 years before they committed matrimony when she was 30 and he was 25. The mind boggles. ______. Dave B left before midnight, looking exhausted, but we remained clinging to the kitchen sink. Paul shouts and balls as though he's on stage at the National Theatre. ________.

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Friday April 10, 1981

 _.Up late feeling atrocious. I cannot take my drink at all these days, or so it would seem. Four pints of lager and I'm knackered for the day. Left Ally at 8 and missed the bus to Leeds and so I went by train instead. The only other occupant of my compartment was a drab looking, tweedy spinster, hiding behind a book 'Rediscovering God'.

I staggered along Wellington St and reached the office 10 minutes late. Grotty day. Buggered. Sarah took my lethargy for a developing cold and so avoided me for the day.

Home at 6. No sign of Mum and Dad. They visited Lynn and Frances this afternoon and I guess they went on to the Stonehouse Inn afterwards. Ally came at 7:30 and we cuddled in the dining room listening to Annie Nightingale on the radio. At about 9 I made eggs and chips and we sat with the plates on our knees watching TV and swilling gallons of tea. Mum and Dad came in later and Ally went home [a funny thing to do on a Friday] but she wants to do her washing in the morning, and an early start is vital.

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Thursday April 9, 1981

 _. Sun again. From the YP at 5 on to Lidget Green. I managed to secure a lift with Roy Holland in his shifty sports car. He lives at Clayton Heights. We discussed the Yorkshire Ripper and Ronald Gregory, amongst other things, as we sped along. He seems to think that the Sutcliffe case will come up at Wakefield in June, and that Sutcliffe will plead manslaughter on the grounds of diminished responsibility. Roy's covering the proceedings with Tony Harney.

Was cuddling Ally in the Spring sunshine by 5:15. We had fish and chips with curry sauce and looked in at Top of the Pops on the telly. Hazel O'Connor is something of a novelty, and will go far I'm sure.

Joined by Catherine [Brook] and David [Alderson] and at 8 we went to a pub at Clayton called The Three Legs, or The Three Stooges, or something. Unimpressed. The place was warm and too brightly lit. Ally was stunning in a multi coloured shirt and dangling maroon earrings. Home quite sloshed at 11 for coffee. David sat eating fish and chips as I attempted to make the drinks, and dropped and smashed the sugar bowl that Catherine and David had  bought us for an engagement present. If I was the sensitive type I might have been embarrassed, but wasn't.

To bed at 1am. Late for us these days. Mum and Dad visited Lynn and Frances again today. Mother and baby come home on Monday.

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Wednesday April 8, 1981

 _. Swimming today at the International pool with Sarah, Shazzo and Trevor. The announcement of Frances's birth appeared in the YP and EP today. 

Had ham and eggs for tea. David came afterwards and took Ally, Sue, Pete and I to Airedale at 6:30 to see Lynn and the baby. A pleasant hour. A typical family gathering around a cradle. We laughed at Peter, who took more interest in little Michelle Louise [a baby in the bed opposite]. Frances wasn't as wrinkled today and looked slightly yellow. Lynn was full of beans. After half an hour we left Dave alone with her.

On afterwards to the Shoulder of Mutton for a couple of hours. Dave, still puffing on a cigar, told everybody in the pub of his good news. Home at 10:30 and Ally, Dave and I had a conference with Mama and Papa in their bedroom.

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Tuesday April 7, 1981

 _. Warm day. At the YP I decided I wanted a half-day and so headed for home. Joined by Ally at 1pm. We had eggs and toast. At 2 we collected Sue at Carter and Parker and went to see Lynn and baby Frances at Airedale Hospital. Lynn looked very bright and not at all miserable about being in hospital. The tiny baby is like a new-born rabbit, pink, and wrinkled, but with large alert eyes. She has a button nose, but don't all babies? Susie called the infant 'Fanny Annie', which I think will undoubtedly stick.

Tonight David took his Mum and Dad to the hospital.

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