My Diary 1970 March (i)

March 1st (Sun)
Went to baths with Cath. Nearly lost temper with her. Made some coconut ice, turned out a flop. HUMPH. I nearly got angry with Mum and Norma for calling Cath.
March 2nd (Mon)
We tried to find something to do for history thing. Not very successful. Dad brought new car. Fab "Cortina". Got new school schoes. My temper's been kept!
March 3rd (Tues)
Rehearsed history play and put it on for Miss Roker. Flop! Frightened of girls who are going to bash us up on Frederick St.
March 4th (Wed)
Lee Marvin No.1 GOODY!
March 5th
Went up town with J and S. Felt guilty at leaving CS to go down Fred St alone (them girls). Bought a card for Mother's Day.
March 6th (Fri)
Carol was alright yesterday. Made a bit of a card for Mum's Day. Those girls from Grange School frightened us again. Decided to report them to school.
March 7th (Sat)
Finished card for mum. Helped dad to clear floods (not bad) from his works. Had night to myself. Tried make-up.
March 8th (Sun)
Mum was pleased with card. Boring day really.
March 9th
Didn't report Grange girls (like the cowards we are). Decided to warn them. Didn't see them! Dad in bad temper. Him and his plants.
March 10th (Tues)
Saw G girls (only 2). But Miss Roker was behind (so we couldn't shout). Roker gets on my nerves! Put some awful stingy stuff on my wart. Ugh!
March 11th (wed)
Nice day! (believe it or not) Had hair trimmed. Got off P.E. because of period and headache. Lee Marvin No. 1
March 12th
3rd day of wart cure. Thoughht it would be an awful day but it turned out nice. Introduced to some boys 'Raz' and Andy. Raz looks okay. Bathed Lady 'cos of mud!
March 13th (Fri)
Reported G. girls 'cos of nasty threats. 2 girls expelled from Hulme (not 'cos they were pregnant either) 'cos of bad conduct. Boys! (!)
March 14th (Sat)
Visited Antony and Susan. He was having a party. Busy day. Helped wash car. Humph. United drew with Leeds 0-0 in FA semi-final. Chelsea through!
March 15th
Norma kept going on about dentists, dentists, dentists.
March 16th (Mon)
Girls nearly got us. What is God? Is he a person or just a feeling? Done a lot of thinking about religion.


Commentary
I can't recall who Cath was. Miss Roker was the scariest teacher we had. She wouldn't hesitate to throw a board-duster at you. She was short and stocky, in tweeds and brogues. I went to grammar school. We lived in constant fear that girls from the local comprehensive schools would ambush us. My school was Hulme. I am now perplexed as to what bad conduct would have had to be committed to get expelled...