Saturday, February 21, 1981
I didn't get up until after twelve, just as Mum and Dad came back from shopping. In the afternoon, Dad and I moved all the furniture and other stuff, the television and the ornaments for the fireplace etc., back in to the front room. Robert rang at teatime. They are decorating too, and we arranged to go across in a fortnight. I felt good-natured the rest of the day.
I’m determined to turn over a new leaf work-wise and I'm going to do homework tomorrow while Mum and Dad go walking in Withenkirk.