I join with Mrs Thatcher this morning in expressing great sadness at the death of our friend J.R. Hartley.
You know, one of the happiest periods in my life were the months in England during the 1980s when Margaret and I searched the bookshops of London for a copy of the book he’d written on Fly Fishing as a young man.
You can imagine the look on his face when he opened the parcel and all the memories flooded out. I do hope his memories didn't trouble him too much lately. Especially about the time when Mr Allende was elected Secretary to the North Yorks Cycle Club. Terrible business.
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