Oct 1 (Sun)
Oh Hell!! Another weekend gone by. I hate the way that time goes so quickly. We took Norma to Brum this morning. She’s got a new room. It’s bigger. We helped her to decorate it (me and Ju). Posters and things. I wish I was staying away from home. It’s not that I don’t love mum and dad, ‘cos I do. I just want independence!! No-one understands. Oh Why?
Oct 2
What highly exciting things happened today? None. Went to see Miss Crabtree*, to get permission to go to dentist’s tomorrow. I’ve got to have a blasted brace. Found out that the man who was in the bed next to dad in hospital died on Aug 24th – oh god, poor fellow (See April 29th 1972) Work, work, work. Feel like crying. I want a holiday.
Oct 3
Went to Mr Aron’s in Manchester. Got a HORRIBLE brace from him. Actually it’s not dead noticeable, but it makes me talk funnily. I can’t pronounce ‘s’ properly. I wear it all the time as well as a thing which I wear just at nights – oh I hate it. I feel like crying – got to see him in a fortnight. School ok. Same boring things. Dreading tomorrow.
Oct 4 (Wed)
Huh! Jacklebeen’s in a bad mood again! Well this stupid bloody brace doesn’t do much to help. I hate it. I hate a lot of things. The newspaper made me cry today. Dog had elastic bands round its nose found wandering about. MP called Asians ‘sub-standard’ – what right has he to talk about other human beings like this?! My god, I hate him.
Oct 5
Oh what’s life worth living for? I’m just so sick and tired of this stupid brace, Miss Hatch, schoolwork and everything. Why can’t I just jump off this stupid earth? Heard ‘The Last Goon Show of all’ tonight. Spike Milligan, Peter Sellers and Harry Secombe. Q. funny. Done hardly any homework at all. Should have done more.
Oct 6
Friday again. Weekend!!! I don’t look forward to weekend any more ‘cos Monday follows so quickly. Hockey tomorrow. Sick of brace. Only done maths homework. Miss Turner has arranged a trip to Leeds in November to see Macbeth. Looking forward to it really. Done nothing exciting. Learning to speak properly with brace though – one good thing. Ha. I hate Miss Hatch.
Oct 7 (Sat)
Went to school this morning to watch our hockey team being slaughtered by Bury 3 – 0. Huh! Spent nearly all morning cutting oranges, washing pots etc, never mind. Did some chemical ‘magic’ for Rebecca, quite good fun. Did most of my homework. Got letter from Lorette* yesterday – awful! She’s told me about how her house got burnt down – poor thing!!
Oct 8
Put on my nice black and white skirt and jumper. Went with dad to collect Julie at 10.30am. Went to Auntie Emma’s for dinner. Don’t like her (I think). My dad really likes my black skirt. Took Lady with us (she kept jumping n the furniture). Did most of homework. I wrote a letter to Lorette and Julie wrote one to Marie-Therese when we got back. I hope we can still go over to see them next year. Hohum.
Oct 9th (Mon)
Guess whose got a rotten stinking sniffy cold AGAIN!? Me. I hate school and hmwk. Dad made me drink some whisky for my cold – ugh! Saw a documentary on Russian school system – seems very disciplined and orderly. Been invited to a bonfire by John, Kevin etc (see Aug 16th) Oh No!! Posted letter to Lorette and Shirley. Had a water-main burst at school – interesting!
Oct 10th
My my. Isn’t ol’ Jackie being philosophical in her old age? Don’t be sarcastic Taylor! No, honestly, I feel suddenly as though I’ve got security – a home where I belong, where I’m loved. Sounds corny, but it’s true. School ok. Working v hard and sick and tired of work, work, work. I work constantly now. Monty Python’s Flying Circus back on Thursday. Also film on Vincent van Gogh, + Mama Cass.
Oct 11
Ok day. I managed to make myself feel on top of the world! Surprising what a shower while listening to the radio can do. I wish I could get out and meet more people though!! I want to get a ticket for Dovestones on Saturday (dance) but I don’t think I’ll manage. Done all hmwk. We’ve had to move out of desks and into lockers at school – awful.
Oct 12
Not really a bad day – could have been better – I could have been sunbathing on a beach on an island in the S Pacific. But I wasn’t. Don’t think me and Ju’ll manage to get tickets to Dovestones – shucks. I hate Russian and Miss Hatch (letter especially). I spent hours on hmwk tonight. I’ve got so damned depressed. Julie was poorly today again.
*Commentary
Oct 2 – Miss Crabtree was our headmistress. She wasn’t particularly formidable, but she had a big, wood panelled office, with a big desk, and there was a bench outside the office that you had to sit on while you waited to see her.
Oct 7 – my French pen-friend, who lived in Amiens. I never met her. I wonder what she is doing now? I’m not sure I can remember her surname.
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