[Redbook2:143-144][19790330:2315]{Two Pre-rational Connections}[30th
March 1979]
19790330.2315
Obviously
it is one of those days. This morning I had one of those clear
dreams (although perhaps not as vivid as the one I described some
months ago) – this time of a 'site conference' concerning the
[Railway] Extension, where men I had worked with on the sub-committee
were optimistic and, to my surprise, friendly. I got up to find the
[Society] magazine and accounts waiting for me, and a surprisingly
kind comment on my leaving the committee.
This
evening I was lying in the bath when for no reason that I can recall
I began to speculate on my [...][unit],
and how I would convince S that telling I[G] its name could be
dangerous, through a suggested chain of events: I[G] might tell her
boyfriend [P], who (for example) might have a friend in Time Out
[magazine]:
next time they run an article on […] [security
matters],
there is a picture of [Chelsea]
Square (“a member's home in fashionable Chelsea, [...]”)
and me coming out! – closely followed by a bomb from the I.R.A..
At that precise moment S came in to tell me that Airey Neave [M.P.]
had been killed by an I.R.A. car bomb.
It
is, of course, the upright that gets it: the noble, the
high-principled, and the just. Right-wing he may have been, but a
man of integrity and, clearly, of compassion.
I
ran past the Houses of Parliament at about 7.30pm, and noticed some
activity – and huge traffic jams. I wondered what the fuss was
about, as I ran on.
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