Canvassing this morning with supporter The Rev Joe Wilcox and this evening with Michael Pope, on a dry day with a very chilly wind, gaining much support; hearing later that A-list actress and subsequent MP, Glenda Jackson, first owned my Rolls Royce but also hearing of a major hijacking of a Kuwaiti airliner and a family perishing in a Gwent hotel fire as both the London and Wall Street markets oscillated wildly.
A little late to bed last night and sound asleep when I was awoken to my morning tea. Washed my hair as well as showering and shaving. Breakfast with the family and this morning it was boiled duck egg to eat, cooked nicely. To my office after and made a few preparations before driving to St Neots. These preparations included the phoning of the Rev Joe Wilcox, a retired Vicar from Eynesbury, who had agreed to help my canvass today. Then the St Neots trip, which included visits to both building societies and Barclays Bank, and the delivery of tax certificates and papers to my accountant. I also visited the two jewellers in town and chose a new watch, as my old Timex had finally given up the ghost. I now have a ‘LORUS’ Quartz, which is hopelessly Japanese. Back home in good time to meet Joe Wilcox and we canvassed together in the poorer housing areas. At first we were finding people out in Booth Way and so we switched to Park Avenue and did much better – both in terms of finding more people in and obtaining pledges of support. Home for lunch and then this afternoon composing the copy for my third leaflet. I heard from my Rolls former owner today, entirely by coincidence, and he told me that Glenda Jackson used to own it, which was interesting. She was awarded two Acadamy Awards in 1970 for Best Actress in her role in ‘Women in Love’ and ‘A Touch of Class’ in 1973 and had bought the Rolls new in 1972.
Tonight I was out canvassing again, this time with Michael Pope. Had some success in the High Street and Gordon Road, but Mike still found Booth Way very uninterested in the affair. Stayed up a little tonight writing up my journal. News tonight is of a hijacked Kuwaiti airliner in Iran, with some 24 British citizens on board. The 747 passengers are being held hostage in return for 17 Iranian terrorists currently jailed in Kuwait. An enquiry has begun into the deaths of the four school boys in Austria, with much remorse all round. Back home, a family of four perished in a private hotel fire and 50 firemen could not save them in Gwent. London and Wall Street stock exchanges fluctuated quite sharply today, but avoided a further slump for now. The weather was dry, but really chilly today, with a north easterly breeze. It might be a little bit warmer tomorrow. Di had to take the Rolls Royce to Cambridge today, as I was using the Range Rover.