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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, 15 May 2010

My secret diary 1970 May (ii)

May 16 Sat
Felt rotten this morning. Had good (?) cry in bathroom for no reason at all. I do not believe in God. Beautiful weather.
May 17
Wore pink dress. Nice really. Felt pretty. Started to make cushion. Like Jack Wild. H.R. Pufnstuf. Looked for nursery (plant) Whit Sunday.
May 18
LUXURY! No school. Felt busy. Tidied house, went up town with mum. Saw IP, KH 7 LD. Wish I hadn't. Tidied bedroom. Started jigsaw.
May 19 Tues
Busy day! S came in morning. Carol came in afternoon. Went to Coliseum Theatre with S at night "The Plaza Suite". Pretty good.
May 20
Did some howmework and revision at last! Went to baths with C and A. A is soft and spoilt. MONEY.
May 21
B.E.D. Went to J's house to take money from 10 mile walk to vicar. J is okay.
May 22 - George Best's Birthday
B.E.D. Went to S's with Droolie (nickname) Late again. Good time. Mostly. Listened to records.
May 23 Sat
Helped dad with garden. Saw LS in town. Bought some plants. Fascinating "ice-flowers". Did a bit of revision. Not much.
May 24 Sun
Went with ma and pa into Stocksbridge to see Aunt Emma. She wasn't in! (She didn't even write or send a postcard) Great day.
May 25
Normal day. Mum in a bad mood. Me and Norma made dinner. I washed up. Humph. Just had a drink of lager. Think I'm drunk.
May 26 Tue
Back to school. Pretty normal day. Found out Miss Brierley's leaving. So is JD. I'm behind with diary
May 27
Bit worried 'cos I have either lost or had stolen a shilling. It isn't much really but I suspect someone in my class. Perhaps it's just me.
May 28 Thur
Phone working. Hurrah! Sick of homeowrk! History. Ugh. English. Ugh. Miss Turner nearly lost temper with me. HA. Like Miss Hatch.
May 29
Happy Day. Sunny. After school J and S came. Poor S broke her heel and couldn't get home. Mended it though. (Dougie did) Good day.
May 30 Sat
Went in town with dad. Saw Billy Barrow (used to go to Richmond), didn't see me. Nice looking. Poor Norma. Has A levels on Mon.
May 31
Pretty boring day. In a giddy mood near the end of the day. Upset about tape-recorder. Broken. First day of the world cup. Revision.

Commentary
May 29 - Dougie was a neighbour who, some years later, became diabetic, and as a consequence lost his sight and both his legs. He was a friend of my dad's.
May 30 - Richmond was my junior school
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