Day off today. Got up at 9.15. Ron brought Jane at 9am. Going to match at Leicester. Dot came after dinner. Went back on 6 bus. Went to the Sheaf at night.
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Frost again last night. Weather a bloody (something I can’t read). John brought me in. No.2 went on red. Did H car and cleared all lab bins. Ted taking me home tonight.
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Heavy snow last night. Old Road blocked again. Not fit for moped. John came for me. Power cut. Both XH off. No.1 on red. Had a big pig to burn. Terry taken me home tonight.
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A very cold wind today. Knee not so bad. Had a load of oil. Cleared the silage lab out. Stayed dinner today. N gone to Dot’s.
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Second day at work today. Leg not so bad when I got up and ok all the morning. Went and got half a gallon of gas at dinner time from the Shrew garage, 2/-11d.
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Started work again today. Leg not too bad but plenty of room for improvement. Did the incinerator work and some cleaning in the boiler room.
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Not a bad morning. Got up at 9.30. Little Jane stayed the night with us. She was very good. Ron and Dot went to a dinner at Lever’s last night. Came to us for dinner today.
(Mum and Dad failing to remember what that dinner was. “Not the managers’ dinner.”)
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Got up at 8.30 and went to Selby for the final note. Harry Welsh came to see me. We went for a drink to the Wheatsheaf. Stayed until 1pm. Horace came at night.
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Got up at 7.30 and went to Weatherstone’s to see the work’s doctor. Got OK but take it easy. Run came to measure steps for amps.
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Got up at 9am. A nice day out of the wind. Still cold. Dot and Jane came on the10.30 bus. Went home on the 3.45. Nice to have them come again on Sat.
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Got up 9am. Not a bad sort of day but a cool wind. Went to Dot’s on the moped. Jane pleased to see me. Someone pinched £400 out of the safe at work last night.
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A dull rather cool day. Went to Selby for a sick note first. Then went to C’Bridge to see Mr Partridge. Went on moped. He said I could start work Monday.
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A dull cloudy day. Rather cold. Went to therapy in ambulance. Got home 11.45. Went on moped to W’stones in afternoon. They seemed glad to see me.
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Got up at 9.30. A cold day. Dot, Ron and Jane came for tea. Jane very funny doing a bent walk. Went for a ride on the moped.
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Got up at 9.30. A cold, raw day. Ron brought Jane and Dot for the day. Ron gone to Bolton to watch Liverpool in cup match. Got back about 7pm. M Steward buried.
(Liverpool won, 0-1, scorer Ian Callaghan. My dad has just told me that he had a car crash on the way home. “Not sure why I wasn’t prosecuted.” Don’t think my Granddad was aware.)
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Went to therapy again. Ambulance came at 9am. Didn’t get home until 1 o’clock. Got a bit of practice in on the moped. It’s a nice bike to ride.
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Got up 9am. Dot and Jane came 10.30 bus. John and Bryan brought the moped. I am pleased with it. It seems to be to be a good buy.

(Clearly, this is not the moped, but a much earlier photo, featuring motorbike and sidecar action. Granddad is on the left.)
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Got up at 8.15 to go to therapy again. Got back about noon. Nell gone to Dot’s on the 1 bus. Got back at 4.30pm. Nothing important. Bill and Dora came.
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Got up at 8.15. Went to Neston on push bike for a sick note. Pretty hard going and a long time to wait. The surgery was full.
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Went to therapy again. Ambulance was here at 9am. Got back in fairly good time for once. Cyril came to see me at night. He looks well.
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Got up at 9.30am. Dot and family didn’t come today. Had Len and wife for the day. Nell and I had a nice quiet day. No visitors.
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Got up at 9.30am. A rather cold morning. Jane and Dot came to see us. Old Horace Ford came to see me. Stayed until about 9 o’clock. Thought he was never going.
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Got up at 8.15am and went to therapy. Got home at noon. My knee seems to be doing ok. I meet some nice blokes at therapy and it passes the day.
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Got up at about 9am. A coolish sort of a day. Did some reading and had a kip after dinner. Nothing very important taken place.
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Got up at 8.15 and went to therapy. Ambulance got here about 9.45. Went on ok there and got home just after noon. Did a bit of gardening.
