For some inexplicable reason I bought myself a diary in the beginning of 1971. I also kept it updated until the 20th April. I was to meet a Patsy at 8.30 p.m. at Earl’s Court tube station that day. Who this Patsy was I have no clue. Did she turn up? Did she not turn up and this event prompted me to stop writing on this diary? If I had been murdered I am sure the annotations on the diary would have been of utmost importance to solve the case. If I was a suspect in some crime it would also been of importance to examine these annotations.
Some important facts did get mentioned in the beginning of 1971. On the 16th of March I obtained my first British passport to the cost of £5.00.It took only four working days to produce. I also discover what sort of paperbacks I was ploughing through. On the 18th January I bought J.P. Donleavy’s “Meet my Maker the Mad Molecule” and on the 26th H.G.Wells’ ”The island of Dr Moreau” and sometime during the second week in February I read and enjoyed beyond everything else “The picture of Dorian Gray” by Oscar Wilde. I’m pretty sure I still have some of these books lying around.
Another landmark was my moving to 12, West Cromwell Rd where I shared a room with Rodolfo Fonseca after his room mate Simões went and got married. This move was completed was on Saturday the 13th March.
On 16th of April I went to the cinema with Hopy to see “The last valley” whatever that was…Two days later she informed me she was soon moving to Paris. Our stormy relationship had lasted 4 months and I wouldn’t have been without it!