April 10th, 1990
Really fun night with everyone at the hotel, all until I got home this morning and realized I didn’t have my diary! Rang the hotel but Lorna had already checked out, however Bajit on the front desk said there was a “small package here with your name on it.”
Assuming it was my dear, precious diary, I didn’t dare ask Bajit to open it so I got straight in the car and two hours later, I sighed a huge sigh of relief when my diary was once again in my grasp.
Ugh! Hopefully that’ll teach me to be more careful! I can’t imagine how I’d feel if anyone ever read this.