Tuesday, June 26, 1984


The day has slid by, fulfilling its glaring summery promise. No surprises.

Stu and I bought more LSD from Kevin Yettram in Gaunt’s Hill View, two tabs each for ourselves and three tabs for Pete and Lee between them. We met Gareth in the Three Tuns and walked into town for a few late games of pool at the Bat and Ball on Wickbourne Road.

Gareth goes home on Saturday. I couldn’t evade the tedious, deflating end of term feel about everything, noticing it in his bored slouching in his chair and lack of interest in the promise of our mass-‘trip’ at the end of the week.

Lindsey and Susie both got jobs working behind the bar at the Admiral on the seafront. . . .

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