Beware the Roasburies Chapter 19
Sunday 3rd to Tuesday 12th January 1971 A week may be a long time in politics as Harold Wilson opined, but that week between Christmas and New Year was longer by far. On Sunday the 3rd of January I sat in my armchair in my empty flat, or at least it felt empty. Colette was sitting on the sofa. I had heard nothing from Connie since she had left on Boxing Day with her father. We sat in silence, the feeling of oppression mitigated only by the music playing on the radio. Colette was reading a...