CHAPTER ELEVEN - FEBRUARY, 1992
I was thankful that Carol was, at least, still letting me see her and waited eagerly for Saturday, the first day of February. On that day, I travelled by train to Chester, where Carol met me at the station. We found a little cafe in Chester, where we stopped for a coffee and Danish pastries. On many occasions when we were on a date, Carol would phone her children to make certain that they were alright and she did this several times on that day. This was to be the first time that we were to go to the cinema together. The film, JFK, was showing at the Cannon Cinema in Carol’s home town of Mold in North Wales. I did find the cinema more difficult to follow than the theatre, but I would never let this become an obstacle to my enjoyment.
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