Tuesday, February 23, 1982


I dreamed that Andrew was dead (!?)

Mid-morning Lee rang and asked if I fancied going to his house to do some homework: I agreed, knowing full well we wouldn’t get a thing done and I got there at 1.15. Predictable really, hanging round talking to Andy Wiechec, Lee playing his Pigbag, Weapon of Peace, and Bumble & the Beez tapes.

England beat N. Ireland 4-0! Brilliant.

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