Special note before the diary entries:
I've no idea who reads this blog, and my teenage diary from the 1970s, but here is a warning - this is the penultimate entry. I kept my diary from 1st January 1970 until 31st December 1974, in the little brown lockable 5 year diary that Auntie May gave me when I was 13 years old. I think I went on to keep a diary in a notebook, but I'm not sure that I still have it. It's unlikely I would have just stopped abruptly at the end of 1974. If I ever find it maybe I'll transcribe it, because it would tell of my applications for university and my life at university, and would reveal how my relationships with friends and boyfriends progressed as I grew up .......
Dec 1st (Mon)
V boring and tiring day.
Dec 2nd
Another boring day
Dec 3rd
nothing to write about. Doing Panto rehearsals all the time. Ju still away.
Dec 5th (Thur)
Big row about panto between X and rest of people. I kept out.
Dec 6th
Busy day at school then another row with G. I'm probably being stubborn, but he doesn't realise how it feels to be paid for all the time. Saw Wendy while we were rowing. I sulked for ages and then stormed off, crying to find my own way home. Then I turned back to find him and he was looking for me. Glad.
Dec 7th (Sat)
Got Monday off school (Speech day Holiday). Worked today. Another Saturday girl started. Seems friendly Went out with G, it was a lot better, but there is still something wrong. Nearly had a crash coming home in taxi. A car skidded across road in front of us luckily our driver got out of way in time. We could have been killed.
Dec 8th
Oh lovely! Day off tomorrow. Had a nice day - been sewing and reading. Going to doctor's tomorrow. Nervous*.
Dec 9th
What a nice day! Went to docs. Gave my prescription for pill, no trouble. Went to chemist's. Got them. Went into town. Got 'Tale of Two Cities' for 10p, got pressies from Oxfam shop for people at school. Got single - Shepherd's Song - nice. - a nice day generally. Supposed to be a 6th form meeting but only 5 turned up. R phoned me and we talked for an hour.
Dec 10th
Practicing frantically for panto
Dec 11th (Wed)
First showing of panto - quite good. The dance was mucked up though - q funny really - the needle on the record player jumped, so we all did our own thing, resulting in a hit.
Dec 12th
2nd showing of panto, far better. Nice, and bigger audience - a great success. Crocodile dance still went wrong though.
Dec 13th
Don't feel like writing much.Didn't argue with G. Nice evening.
Dec 14th (Sat)
Nice day working at Hardcastles.
Dec 15th
Nearly at the end of this diary now - Ah well. Another year soon. Boring day today - done a lot of sewing and lazing around. Sent Xmas cards, put tree up (awful plastic one). Took me ages to pluck up courage to take first pill. Did do.
Dec 16th
I hate Mondays especially when we do a panto and it's a flop. specially when I find out that Ju is going through such a bad time. Poor Ju.
*Commentary
Dec 8th - I had decided to go on the pill. The only way that I could see of doing this was to go to our family GP, an elderly (in my eyes), dour, Scottish doctor who had been our family doctor for ever. I'm not sure what the law was at the time around family planning. I felt like a child, I was out of my depth, but trying to assert my rights and behave responsibly, without my parents finding out.
I've no idea who reads this blog, and my teenage diary from the 1970s, but here is a warning - this is the penultimate entry. I kept my diary from 1st January 1970 until 31st December 1974, in the little brown lockable 5 year diary that Auntie May gave me when I was 13 years old. I think I went on to keep a diary in a notebook, but I'm not sure that I still have it. It's unlikely I would have just stopped abruptly at the end of 1974. If I ever find it maybe I'll transcribe it, because it would tell of my applications for university and my life at university, and would reveal how my relationships with friends and boyfriends progressed as I grew up .......
Dec 1st (Mon)
V boring and tiring day.
Dec 2nd
Another boring day
Dec 3rd
nothing to write about. Doing Panto rehearsals all the time. Ju still away.
Dec 5th (Thur)
Big row about panto between X and rest of people. I kept out.
Dec 6th
Busy day at school then another row with G. I'm probably being stubborn, but he doesn't realise how it feels to be paid for all the time. Saw Wendy while we were rowing. I sulked for ages and then stormed off, crying to find my own way home. Then I turned back to find him and he was looking for me. Glad.
Dec 7th (Sat)
Got Monday off school (Speech day Holiday). Worked today. Another Saturday girl started. Seems friendly Went out with G, it was a lot better, but there is still something wrong. Nearly had a crash coming home in taxi. A car skidded across road in front of us luckily our driver got out of way in time. We could have been killed.
Dec 8th
Oh lovely! Day off tomorrow. Had a nice day - been sewing and reading. Going to doctor's tomorrow. Nervous*.
Dec 9th
What a nice day! Went to docs. Gave my prescription for pill, no trouble. Went to chemist's. Got them. Went into town. Got 'Tale of Two Cities' for 10p, got pressies from Oxfam shop for people at school. Got single - Shepherd's Song - nice. - a nice day generally. Supposed to be a 6th form meeting but only 5 turned up. R phoned me and we talked for an hour.
Dec 10th
Practicing frantically for panto
Dec 11th (Wed)
First showing of panto - quite good. The dance was mucked up though - q funny really - the needle on the record player jumped, so we all did our own thing, resulting in a hit.
Dec 12th
2nd showing of panto, far better. Nice, and bigger audience - a great success. Crocodile dance still went wrong though.
Dec 13th
Don't feel like writing much.Didn't argue with G. Nice evening.
Dec 14th (Sat)
Nice day working at Hardcastles.
Dec 15th
Nearly at the end of this diary now - Ah well. Another year soon. Boring day today - done a lot of sewing and lazing around. Sent Xmas cards, put tree up (awful plastic one). Took me ages to pluck up courage to take first pill. Did do.
Dec 16th
I hate Mondays especially when we do a panto and it's a flop. specially when I find out that Ju is going through such a bad time. Poor Ju.
*Commentary
Dec 8th - I had decided to go on the pill. The only way that I could see of doing this was to go to our family GP, an elderly (in my eyes), dour, Scottish doctor who had been our family doctor for ever. I'm not sure what the law was at the time around family planning. I felt like a child, I was out of my depth, but trying to assert my rights and behave responsibly, without my parents finding out.
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