Joan invited me to a dance on Friday,
which was the good bit today. The bad
bit was when Gordon walked to work with me.
Luckily it’s only two streets away because he talked all the way there
about his mother. He popped up in the
booking hall later on and started staring at me as well. Mr Hardy moved him on and warned me to watch
him and his mother again. I told him
about them being round for tea and I said that I ought to look into
moving.
Apparently they’ve tried to blow up
Hitler but it didn’t work. I wish they’d
come and try it with Gordon Leon
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