Dave Daze

Every day is a good day

Sunday 11 April 1976: Outwell

… Woodcock … one pint then the Loaf where we had about 5 more (lager) Played crib there. Back at 1.45 for a delicious dinner which I swallowed but couldn’t appreciate to the full. Then Blackie the little bastard bit my finger and they said I should go to the hospital for a tetanus jab