Recent Posts

Recent Comments

Archives

Categories

Meta

© Rob McGibbon, 2013

29th January

hurrah! its thursday, the weeks don’t go so slowly considering all things!!! do hope Lilys early, then can have a nice long day! work till 11.30 Lily arrives 11.45, start for No.10 with very light heart, somethings happened on the Metro, cant find out though, have lovely dejeuner + start out shopping, go to Printemps + Galleries Lafayette laugh in the latter fit to kill a pig, stay there for the most lovely tea, eat till I make myself feel as ill as possible, roll out with Lily + continue shopping feel better in the air, start for school 5.30, had a lovely day, arrange to meet Sunday, spend usual evening in school, bed 8.15. 65 days yet.

30th January

rise 7.15, dont feel over grand. write a long letter to Peggs in the morning, longing to have an answer to dad’s. usual lessons + walk in the Luxembourg, getting dead sick of those wretched gardens! read french all the afternoon, prepare homework for Mlle Teillard in the evening, also write diary, to-day has been vey slow, same old thing hour after hour, go to bed at 8 o’clock to-night as it is Friday + we have to do our linen, rather pleased, bed’s the best place nowadays. undress quickly, read + eat in bed. made a mistake in the days, believe there are only 63 more!!

30th January – Title Page Inscription

31st January

Another week gone! hurrah! only 9 more, thats not so bad, 2 letters from Peggs Oh! the joy, but so sorry she’s not very well, how I wish I were at home + not stuck miles away from helping anyone!! good news of the holiday, can go with Lily! Oh! I ought to be happy with everything so nice! + so an I am really! except that I would give anything to have Dad + Peggs! music-lesson, how I loathe them in this place, + the old girl too, she’s no idea of playing! anyhow! Easter wont be long now its the last day of January, I could shout, I’m so pleased!!hares and rabbits tonight. hope I get a present this month. 62 more days!!!!!

January Spending

1st February

got up feeling very lively. Mass. walked miles to see Napoleans tomb, when we got there it was closed, (the tomb of course) but “Les Invalides” where it is. Lily awfully good, calls for me at 1.30, have a lovely long afternoon, get cakes + things for tea as Father MacCarthy’s coming, however he doesn’t turn up, so we eat it all ourselves!! play piano + talk till dinner, after leave for school, must be early to-night for once, arrive upstairs before others, get into bed + have a good read before going to sleep. Monday to-morrow, I hate Mondays!!! only 8 more after to-morrow. sleep before 10 o’clock.

2nd February

feel rotten this morning, always do Mondays, 3 days seem so long till Thursday, this thursday we have the whole day as it is the first thursday in the month, Lily said she would try + come for me at 9 or 9.30, it is good of her, + I am going to have my dinner there instead of Sunday to make a long day of it. nothings happened to-day, same lessons, same everything except a new pudding for dinner at least, a pan-cake and a huge plate of jam as well, really, the food is decent!! thank goodness to-days gone although I hate to-morrow as well. 60 more days.

3rd February

still feel miserably depressed, don’t know how I shall last out till Thursday, start or a least finish a long letter to Dad, do hope I have a letter from home this morning, yes! I do, a lovely one from Dad, what a blessing letters are! grand assembly in the “salle des fêtes” to give the girls their monthly ribbons for good work. when Madame la Directrice + the super Directrice enter all stand up + sing, as I thought a cheery welcome, but found out after it was a hymn of sorts!! so sick of to-day! thank goodness its over.

4th February

Had a night-mare all last night, ah! the miserable dreams, can’t think what made me have them. don’t feel quite so bad to-day, to-morrows nearly here thank everything thats good. practise + work all morning, paint all afternoon, quite expected a letter from someone to-day, however, did not get it. The girls take it in turns to fetch the plates of food at table + because I wont eat beans (theres always plenty of potatoe as well) the girl has to ask for Puree for me she gets furious + always keeps me waiting + chucks it at me when I do get it, how I wish I could speak french, I wouldn’t stand much of her source, however, I take no notice, but treat her with contempt!! usual evening twiddling thums + listening to Beery Nose cackling!! very pleased when the bell goes, get at least 10 hours peace!!!!!!!!

February Spending