May 1 (Mon)
Took Lady to the vet's today. He said she's fine. Have to take her again on Friday. Only hems need doing on shorts now. Doing well. I guess I've cheered up a bit now. Reading 'A Fall of Moondust' Arthur C. Clark. V. good. Doing it for English. Not much homework. I believe in Jesus.
May 2
Lady feels so soft and warm now. I'm so glad she's alive. Wrote a poem for magazine today - Theme - Generation. Called it "Time goes on" Q. good (modesty!). Dad'll be coming home soon I think. Miss Hatch said I was sleeping in today's lesson. She doesn't like me.
May 3 (Wed)
Believe it or not there's a walk this year, too*. For the swimming pool, of course. 24 miles - phew, I'll never make it. There's a disco after. I'm not sure if I want to go. Played volleyball - hate it. I love Robert Redford - no really, I do. Sundance Kid. 13hours with lenses**. Recited a bit of Richard II in English.
May 4
OK day, nothing spectacular as usual. Oh - dad's going to come out of hospital. Probably tomorrow. Good. Lady's fine. Ju's sister, Cathy, went in for Estcort again*. I hope she passes for Ju's sake. We went out on the drive to see her. Carol was convinced we were seeing some lads.
May 5
Thank Jesus another Friday. No Russian on Fridays. My favourite day. Chem. Nearly lost temper with BC, but seemed to be friendlier with S. Dad's home from hospital. Been round collecting sponsors for walk. Mrs Sweatman sponsored me for 3p!! 24 miles. Nice friendly day. Gave poem in for magazine. Hemmed shorts.
May 6 (Sat)
Went to the shop to meet J at 1.30. Pouring down!! Wanted to be at J's for 3pm to see the Cup Final (Leeds vs Arsenal). Didn't do any shopping. Leeds won - I'm glad 1-0. But poor old Mick Jones got his arm broke or something. Expected fellers to be at J's to watch match. Weren't. I slept the night. Lady was by herself.
May 7
Yuck! I hate Sundays. My dad came to pick me up from J's. Lady's not eating again. Saw Linda S yesterday. Loads of homework. Didn't feel a bit like doing it though. Stayed up till about 11.30pm. I'll be bad-tempered tomorrow I bet. Dad was drunk a bit when he and mum came in. Gave me a lecture on socialism and communism. You know!! Dear old mum and dad.
May 8 (Mon)
School! OK day. In Chem Miss Rogerson made some nylon. It was terrific. I think organic chemistry is quite interesting. Seemed to be a bit friendlier in a very slight way with S today. Leeds lost versus Wolves today. Quite a shock. They won't win league now. Russ. OK (W.N.C.*) So were Eng and Maths. I'm trying hard not to be shy.
May 9
OK day.The walk's on Sat. Looking forward to it! 24 miles - Jesus. Actually spoke to S again today. Russ okay (getting better). Carol asked me to her house tonight. Went. It was okay. Her mum was out. She gave me a James Taylor picture - pretty good & Robert Redford - Oh ~~~. Listened to records, talked, watched telly. She's crazy about football.
May 10
Got a rotten sore throat, because we got caught in a great hailstorm yesterday. Supposed to go to Manchester Dentist today, but his wife is in hospital so appointment was cancelled. Feel dead tired. Just couldn't do maths homework. Mrs Stanton'll go potty. Bought a new pattern for Sandra's dress. Think I'll do it in lime green and lemon. Maybe. I luv Robert Redford.
May 11 (Thur)
Any advance on a sore throat? YEAH, a whopping great, nasty, ugly, cold. (I'm sure it must be pneumonia) Oh, oh! Voice is going I'm sure. Me and J seem to be friendly with everyone all of a sudden. eg C and S, C and R and E. Poor old E. I hope I'm okay for the walk. Got about 19 1/2p worth of sponsors. Pretty good. Mrs Stanton didn't go potty!! Didn't get Sandra's wool.
May 12
OK day (as usual). Seemed to be a lot more friendly with S. In fact, talking to her quite a lot. Poor X. I don't want her to try to make a threesome with me and J. I don't think she will though. She's a loner - quite nice though*. J sleeping tonight. Still got rotten cold. Walk tomorrow, a bit nervous. 24 miles. Been sponsored for 19 1/2 p. Didn't get Sandra's wool. Norma home.
May 13 (sat)
THE GREAT HULME WALK!!! Was a flop. Well, as far as I was concerned anyway. Got lost on the moors - wasted 1 1/2 hours. Only did 17 miles - had to pack it in. Thought we were going to have a lift home in army truck with lovely hunky soldiers. Didn't!! The dance was okay. Wish I had a boyfriend though. Really enjoyed myself, trying to revive the twist. X did too. Poor J's feet are covered in blisters. Never mind. Only 4 girls finished the walk.
May 14
I hate Sundays. So boring and family always seems to argue. Seen more of Norma today though. She's going back to Brum tomorrow. J went home before dinner and just after dinner Audrey, Auntie May, Allan, Sandra, Janet and Julie all came to visit. Thank goodness they only stayed about 6 mins. I just felt like walloping each and every one of them. Ohhhhh.
May 15
Normal day. Don't know whether to be relieved or not. J's feet are killing her. I'm aching all over but it's not too bad. X was away today, I hope she's okay. At last I bought some lovely green wool for Sandra's dress. Unfortunately they're going down to Weymouth on Thursday. Norm went home, hardly time to say byebye. Bought Susan Greenwood a present. I'l have to go down to see her soon.
May 16
OK day but so bored. Started Sandra's dress. Did Russ homework. OK. It was awful though really. Gosh I got annoyed just before we came home. I felt like blowing up at everyone, especially Y - Oh Jesus please let our holiday be okay. Cold is gradually getting better. Collecting sponsor money in.
Commentary*
May 3 - the diary is laid out so that the entries for May 3rd for each year (1970 - 1974) are all on one page. This is a reference to a sponsored walk that I had been on in 1970. For most of my teen years at school we were fund-raising to build a swimming pool. Not sure if I ever swam in it, but I certainly paid for a brick or two, and a few splashes of water. ** I was building up my tolerance of contact lenses, having worn spectacles since I was about 7.
May 4 - Estcort was a preparatory school attached to our school.
May 8 - no idea what WNC meant!
May 12 - looking back, my heart goes out to all these young insecure teenage girls (me included) - moving towards each other and away, grouping and regrouping, trying to make friends, but seeing, and receiving slights. Hopes, hurts, insecurity, smugness.
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