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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, 18 September 2010

My secret diary 1970 September (ii)

Sept 16 (Wed)
Gosh! New machine in loos. Incinerator for S.T.s*. Bit embarassing and awfully smokey. S gone and told W about David and Pete on the moors.
Sept 17 (Thurs)
(Wed cont) imaginary situation about 2 lads on moors. S told W about it to keep her mind off "Postie, Postie, please be quick, it's my S who makes me tick"
Sept 18
Help. S got me in a fix when she said that I was in the back of a tent with Pete! I'm sorry I told C about 'Postie'. W matter cleared.
Sept 19
Sorry! I can't remember much. Aren't I naughty? Got a watch on Green Shield stamps. Norma bought me a watchstrap. 10/-. Gorgeous.
Sept 20 (Sun)
(sorry again) I'll catch up with diary on Oct 3rd. Yesterday got jumper for school* (too) £3
Sept 21
School again. Didn't use machine. Lucky me! Told girls that I got my watch from my aunt. I wish I hadn't now.
Sept 22
Had school photo. Here's me grinning like a right twit 'cos the girls behind kept cracking corny jokes. OK day.
Sept 23 (Wed)
JD invited me to bufday party on Sunday. Nice of her. Miss Turner* is horrible. She chose the same people for leading parts in the play.
Sept 24
I can't think of much. Only a month to my birthday.
Sept 25th
Hulme U/14 vs Bolton hockey tomorrow. C & S playing. I'll go to support. We'll need it.
Sept 26 (Sat)
Well done Hulme. We only lost 3-0 that's all. Friendly lot Bolton. Saw Linda Shepherd* in town on a stall. Might come on Thursday.
Sept 27 (Sun)
JD's party, and Jacqueline's (J's cousin). Went to both. A £300 organ was broken. At JD's there were lads at the window
Sept 28
J talking about the lads at the window last night. Photo out on the board at school. I look a sight.
Sept 29 (Tue)
Gosh! Norma's going away on Thurs. To Birmingham. Went to see 'Jane Eyre' at the Odeon. Not dead good. Went with J and JD
Sept 30
It struck me before I went to bed, how much my family means to me. Norma's going away. 3 years. The things that mum and dad have done for me.



*Commentary
Sept 16 - do people still say 'S.T.s' to signify sanitary towels? Do people still talk about sanitary towels? I'm left wondering how did we cope before this machine was put in? It was clearly a revolutionary thing to contemplate for my 13 year old self.
Sept 20 - navy blue, v-necked.
Sept 23 - have I introduced you to Miss Turner? She was our English teacher and the deputy head. I found her quite scarey. She was strict. She was, I think, a daughter of the Raj. She tried to make me put my 'aitches' in the right places, and reduce my Oldham accent. But - despite all this, she made me understand the English language and planted a seed of appreciation for literature. Thanks Miss Turner. But she did type-cast for plays and reading aloud in class - I never got the girly heroines. I used to get the serious men.
Sept 26 - Linda was an old friend from junior school. Going to grammar school made me lose touch.

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