EVENINGS ARE DEADLY — 1967-1968: Diary of a Posh Schoolgirl

Oct 15

Oct 15 EVENINGS ARE DEADLY

S U N D A Y, 1 5 O C T O B E R

Didn’t go out once but did masses of work – ten hours in all!!!

Wore my hair loose all day, not in bunches. If I dry it behind my shoulders, getting it as straight as possible, I can make it look absolutely fab by putting a little behind my ears. But it's not long enough yet to stay there.

Did an advertisement on a postcard for my trouser suit. Priced the jacket at £3, the trousers at £2, and the skirt at £1.

Read a long article on Russia in the New Statesman. What sounds so nice about it is that everybody’s so well educated and cultured: they know more about Shakespeare and Byron than the average Englishman does.

“That’s what makes me sick of England – everybody’s so uncultured and dull.”

Evenings are deadly. Daddy does Amsterdam competition, Mummy knits, Chumpy moans about being bored and I write my Diary. It would be nice to go out with a boyfriend occasionally - I still think of Dutronc. I couldn’t bear it if he’s not there next year.

Chumpy got the bathroom into a dreadful mess which made me annoyed - does she realize it’s my bathroom too? Had such a scorching bath I had to get out in the middle of it to cool off (!) then got back in.