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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, 22 February 2014

My secret teenage diary 1974 February (iii) in which I contemplate jokes and love

Feb 17th Sunday
Nothing

Feb 18th 
On half-term now. Two and a half rotten days is all we've got! Today I read, finished pink blouse except for button holes. Did bit of work for school.

Feb 19th
In morning went to Manchester with Ju, got chains for  neck, Snoopy book, motif for jeans ('Who will stop the rain?')* and a bag (from £1 gift token off Carol). Took shoes back. Heels wrong.

Feb 20th Wed
At school again. I broke a thermometer in chemistry!! Been thinking of April Fool jokes for school. Trying to do at least 2 hours work every night. Did tonight.

Feb 21st and 22nd
Blank

Feb 23rd Saturday
Oh, I've been to Geoff's. Spent about 3/4 hours alone with him*. I've got a funny feeling when I think of him. Do you think I love him?

Feb 24 - 27th
Blank

Feb 28th Thursday
Sorry I've missed the last three days, but I've been cold, tired and bored. General election today. Tell you results tomorrow.

*Commentary
Feb 19 - I remember this so well! It was a bit of a hippy-ish trend, to but cloth patches and sew them on your jeans. They were usually along the line of peace, love and happiness. I loved going to Manchester - I still do - it's a great city. We would have caught the 98 bus to Stevenson Square.
Feb 23 - what possessed me to write that? That wasn't a very long time. Surely I must have spent longer with him alone before this?

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