Day 315

An alarming-looking letter this morning, with 'Weffolk Mental Health Services' on the letterhead. I was almost afraid they were coming to cart me off, however it was just to offer an 'initial assessment' on March 1st. Auspicious date.

Cycled into town with M, got Engels (which I've been looking for for some time) and a C and an MS-DOS book from the library. MS-DOS 6 is out, btw

Unemployment over 3 million for the first time in 6 years today - 3,062,000. Wrote a polemical song I thought up in the bath - The Last Decent Tories, about Macmillan and Heath of course.