July 11 Tues
Went on form geography trip to Malham. Lots of limestone scenery. Beautiful. Gordale Scar and Beck, Malham Cove and the limestone pavement (see postcards). Lovely. Seemed to talk a lot with E, know her a bit better now. Beautiful weather - going on holiday on Sat. Dead excited. Malham village is a deadly boring place with about 130 inhabitants!
July 12
Only one and a half days left at school - Ohh boy am I looking forward to going on holiday!!! I want to get a bikini, can I afford it, do you think? Me and J are going into town tomorrow, so I'll see then. Did hardly anything at school today. Had a sore throat. Beautiful weather (wonders'll never cease!!) Went to J's after school, helped to wash the car. I've got to call Mrs H 'Samantha'!!
July 13
Showed photos to everyone at school (of Norma and Dinsey) Good laugh. Got coconuts off Miss Roker to celebrate her ma's birthday. We have Mrs Roker a card and pressy. CL had a Norwegian pen-friend called Anna at school. She was dead pretty and had a lovely suit on. White! The poor thing was bored stiff because we did nothing all day.
July 14 (Fri)
Well, what do you know? We've broken up at last. Miss Roker was very nice today. Got special mention in Prayers for my moon model. Got bra and knickers set to use as a bikini - looks okay. Been one great mad rush getting everything ready for tomorrow (holiday). Dead excited. I probably won;t write in diary for another week. (I'll remember, I promise)
July 15 (Sat)
(Written on Sat July 22nd)
Well!! After we eventually set off. J's Uncle Edgar said that we should stop for tea at a silly lake (going to Pwllehli, Wales). Finally arrived. Only had tiime for a quick look round. Some lads.
July 16
(tried to pick us up) Broke my bunk bed first night. Weather is beautiful, hot and sunny. Packed up, went for a swim and general look round. Swam in outdoor pool and sunbathed on grass nearby. C and I don't agree (unfortunately) on where we should go at night. She wants to hunt for lads. Disco - no good, teenyboppers.
July 17 (Mon)
Weather as yesterday. Getting quite a suntan now. Swam, sun-bathed and were generally lazy. Wish I had a boyfriend here - would be nice. BUT not sure I like going out searching for lads, like C and J do. Sent loads of postcards.
July 18
Went down to the sea - slightly wavy but beautiful - so was weather. Beach not much good - pebbly. Sun-bathed. Oh I love the sea the best. Some lads offered us some fish and chips tonight. One of them fancied J like mad, but he was a just-gone-skinhead - a bit crummy - you know. Auntie Anne and Katrina are lovely.
July 19
Went to sea again - weather beautiful. Getting brown. Got the saying 'fish and chips' from lads last night. Wore bikini/ bra & Knickers - looks pretty good - even in water (outdoor swimming pool) Afterwards we went indoors - not very good - nothing to do at nights. Went in a few bars. 'Blinking Owl' etc. J got a bit drunk - dead funny!
July 20
Awful day. Weather beautiful but we went down to the beach, met 2 lads, Kevin and Brian. I guess I acted a bit cool and they more or less became occupied with C and J. I didn't like Kevin much anyway - a bit crude. Did my finger in on a tin-can*. Went to First Aid. J and C arranged to meet Kevin and Brian, but they didn't turn up. J got drunk again and her mum and Auntie Ann were mad.
*Commentary
July 20 - I've still got the scar on the middle finger of my right hand!
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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.
Ha ha - looking for lads all the time! I seem to recall not really finding one until the last night. Spent about an hour with him at a disco and decided I'd probably be with him for the rest of my life. Couldn't find him the next day, and then we had to go. So, boy (can't remember his name) if you're reading this take note. You never turned up for that cup of tea. Donny Osmond had Puppy Love at No. One whilst we there. He used to wear this big golden coloured cap.
ReplyDeleteHe was called Bill - see next blog entry! Was it Bill or Donny wearing the golden cap?
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