What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
Philip Larkin
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Cauldon Canal Loch, Endon, Staffordshire Photo: Mark Wood (2014) |
Saturday January 6th
Sunday January 7th
I went to communion and then to Julie's. On the way there I met Julie's Geoff coming up the hill. He told me that he was just going to pray in church and will join us later. (Hum!) I went to Mrs. Wardle’s for tea but I first did a lot of my history topic on Grand Prix racing. I had a bath.
Monday January 8th
I think Frank has been getting fed-up of his paper round.
Saturday January 13th
I got up pretty early considering the fact that it is the weekend. Frank brought a little girlfriend home called Anne Hargreaves. She's quite pleasant and I like her. I watched television - a film about a dolphin - and Doctor Who. What a relaxing, boring day I've had, almost a relief considering the past week. I did some homework.
Sunday January 14th
I went to church. I read an Agatha Christie: ‘The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding’ and did some of my many homework projects.