Wednesday 10 December 1986

Today started very cold, but did turn into a very nice day.  We played polo, but one of our star players was missing – he’d been persuaded to play rugby.  In December!  Fool!  Anyway, back in the warmth of the pool our game of polo ended in a 2-2 draw – the replay was on for next week.  I wasn’t looking forward to tomorrow, describing it as a bastard day.

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