This evening I’ve got myself involved one step deeper in the eternal triangle. I don’t know whether I was in a bad mood this evening or whether Mike was worrying about his exams tomorrow but we didn’t get on very well when we went out for a drink. To add to all the difficulties I got it into my head that I wanted to wear my lilac two-piece and so, by finishing it made myself 75 mins late getting to Michael’s house.
If someone had done that to me I would have been furious but he sulked a bit then said, ‘well I suppose it’s up to you what time you come.’
What all this is leading up to is that I started thinking of Alan a lot when I got home and I got out my paper and envelopes and started writing to him. Using as excuse, the sweater I once promised to knit for him. It was marvellous, just like old times but it wasn’t very wise.