Saturday 16th June York Races. I had my letter of introduction from the VRC, I had my VRC members badge, I had my binoculars -- and what happens it hisses down, the river is in flood and the racing is cancelled. So all my money went on Marks and Spencer in the 3.30. The blue motionless man and I gave a rousing rendition of Danny Boy, to the denizens of Stonegate, as you can see. Went to see Aunty Heather and Peter and had a lovely Indian meal at a very palacial restaurant on the road to Malton. Authentic Indian food by-gum. Wat's tha want lad, Popadoms?On Sunday morning I pruned the roses -- you would have been proud of me Nicole! In the afternoon we walked down into Harrogate and listened to the Brighouse and Rastric brass band or similar, and now it is time for steak and kidney pie bought from the bucher in Pately Bridge.
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