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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.

Monday, 10 February 2014

My secret teenage diary 1974 February (i) - in which I don't want to think about the bad things in life

Feb 1st Fri
After school went to meet Geoff and decided (I decided) to go to disco-pub (Magnet Hotel) instead of pictures. Went with Ju and andy. It's okay. Geoff came back to my house. Dad a bit annoyed 'cos he stayed till 2am.

Feb 2nd
Working at Hardcastle's. Not very busy, it never is, but it wasn't that boring either. I was dead tired when I got home. Auntie May was there. Dad was funny with me (on 2nd thoughts, I imagined it). But I was in a bad mood. Saw Geoff in evening.

Feb 3rd
This poor little girl's been working hard today. Washing, shopping, cooking, homework, nursing mum. Feel v proud of myself I suppose. I love Geoff.

Feb 4th Mon
Normal day at school. Not much to write. Aunty May home to look after mum. Awful bomb went off in coach on M62! 11 killed. inc 2 little boys. Might be iRA. Some were from Oldham.

Feb 5th
Just suddenly started snowing. I'm very tired. Aunty May been again. Mis Rogerson ever so nice today. Poor X - she's had a very serious operation - she's had some of her intesine cut away. What can we do?

Feb 6th Wed
Sometimes i think to myself 'no, I just don't want to hink about the bad things in life, like drug-taking, the war. (prog on TV about Japanese and torture) There was a man (Japanese) down a hole and they kept shooting into the hole, then they dragged him out, dead.

Feb 7th
It's Friday tomorrow and then it's Monday again soon. Wow! What a lot to look forward to. Boring day.

Feb 8th
Tiffany's in evening. Geoff and I drank to much. Opticians in day for a check up. Nice man. said my contact lenses in good condition.

Feb 9th Sat
Working all day (if you can call it working). Got a pay rise of 16p! Whippee. Wow. Fantastic. Feel like crying. Went to Geoff's. Mum and dad don't like me seeing hi, I can feel it.


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