Wednesday, May 24, 1995
Day 1140 Went and had my hair cut ('one of the
most hateful duties of civilised man'), looked in at the Jobcentre. Got back, no reference or offer but a letter from the tax saying a 'payable order' for £65 would arrive shortly. Did some painting till it started raining.
It was announced in the morning that Harold Wilson had died. News all about him. I felt sad as he is a hero of mine for being pragmatic and winning elections and being Prime
Minister when I was born (just). Plenty of footage including the bit of him with the Beatles. John Cole said the MI5
people who took it upon themselves to try and destabilise an elected government should've been sacked
with no pension. Watched the Commons tribute, Tony Blair (in whom the Wilson tradition now rests) sounded genuinely
upset - Ted Heath made a good speech too.
T rang up via mobile and asked me to ring her. She asked if I was bothered by Wilson dying. We had a good talk
RIP Harold Wilson. Let us mourn a fine man this day.
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