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Mostly you will find, here, transcribed entries from the secret diary that I used to keep as a teenager between 1970 and 1975. I try to be honest with my transcriptions, but, just occasionally I do edit, to protect myself or others from embarrassment or some other emotion.
Also, though, I like to do a brief review of the books I have been reading, so these are interspersed throughout. I reserve the right to write blog entries, also, about other random things.
Why do I keep this blog? I don't know. I am an academic and one of my research interests is around how people construct their own identities. The diary transcriptions, and what I write about my books, are very much about revealing something of my identity.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

My secret diary 1970 May (i)

May 1st Fri
TB still a red spot. Don't like Miss Arrowsmith the RI teacher, too strict. Doing well in maths.
May 2nd
TB no change. Took specs to opticians. Feel helpless without them. Went with J to a daft Mayfair thing.
May 3rd
Slept at J's. Got sponsor cards for walk next week. Saw some great lads. Worried about school and no specs.
May 4 Mon
TB no change. Did okay without specs. Teachers nice. Felt ill in Russian. Had to go to sick room. Headaches! I'm sick. Nice weather.
May 5th
Lovely day. Hot. Got specs back. Dear old mum! People were nice. S and I had a nice talk. So did Carol and I. J away today and yesterday.
May 6
Miss Brierley's nice. Done some of world children comp at school. Lost a tennis ball at school. Full of scratches. 'Spirit in the Sky' No. 1
May 7 Thur
Bit of vague uprising at school about Miss Roker. She's awful. So unfair. Talks about people when they're not there. Gives us too much homework. Miss Hatch is fab.
May 8 Fri VE Day
TB showing a bit! Miss Arrowsmith didn;t come so Miss Roker gave us work to do!!!!!!
May 9 Sat
seemed to be busy doing nothing all day! Went to J's at about 4.15. Went boy-hunting. They all seemed to disappear (wonder why?)
May 10 Sun
Dad may have to go into hospital. Stomach ulcers. Went on 10 mile walk for Christian Aid. Finished. Tired out! Proud of argument with stupid lad.
May 11 Mon
Boring day. S tried to hypnotise me. Saw girls but there were only three of them. Cowards! In a dead sarcastic mood. Sick of wars.
May 12
And yet another boring day! Keep meaning to write to Shirl. Miss Roker makes me rotten-well sick! Keeping nearly everyone in.
May 13
Worried about periods in games, but okay. Very warm weather but a storm later on in day. "Back Home" no. 1. Bad breath. Got to go to dentist.
May 14
Took some books home for revision. Developed a cough and sore throat. Losing voice. Norma finished 'pant-dress'. Got letter from Lorette.
May 15 Fri
Broke up for Whitsun. Went to Manchester with S. Great day. Sunny. Had photos taken. Got awful cold. The Old Shambles. Fab.




Commentary
'For those who aren't old enugh, 'Back Home ' was the England Football squad's song.
I hesitated before writing about periods and bad breathe - but I suppose these are the things of adolescence, and so can't be censored.
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