Tag Archives: Chips

30 July 1982

Fri Jul XXX Stayed in bed until 9.30. Went to Hamilton with the others + had lunch at McD’s again. Lunch consisted of My Big Mac, chips, Choc. Milk Shake and Caramel Sundae, 1/2 of Karens Chips, Lisa’s Ice Cream … Continue reading

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27 July 1982

Tue Jul XXVII Last Tuesday in N.Z. Went on a ferry to Devonport. When we got there we found that ARA buses didn’t go there, so we had to go to Takapuna to catch one back to Auckland. Couldn’t find … Continue reading

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1 July 1982

Thur Jun Jul I Last month in N.Z. Soccer practice held on Tennis courts again. Dad returned p.m. just after [illegible] returned from chip shop – what timing This post is, in it’s own small way, unique, in that it … Continue reading

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23 March 1982

Tue Mar XXIII Cricket – 5 n.o. and 1-10. Not bad. Still only taken 5 Wkts (3 nets, 2 practice) and made 9 runs (4, 5no in practice) and am getting annoyed about it. Dad bought us some chips. I’ll … Continue reading

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27 January 1982

Wed Jan XXVII Layed about. Went swimming twice. 2nd time played ball with the students looking after the pool. Got chips and steak for tea. More chips and delicious pineapple fritters from the chip shop. Bed at 10.30 Trains = … Continue reading

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22 January 1982

Fri Jan XXII Nothing special today. Dad went to work. Went swimming. Went for chips and got a massive pile. Ah, the chip shop. It did well out of us. And, in fairness, we did well out of it, too. … Continue reading

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My Worst…Wedding

There’s a surprising amount of competition for this, from the wedding where I had not only never met the groom but never got to speak to the one person I did know, the bride, to the one which my only … Continue reading

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