Thursday April 2^nd

I am fourteen today! Got a track suit and a football from my father. (He is completely insensitive to my needs.) A Boy’s Book of Carpentry from my grandma Mole. (No comment.) One pound inside a card from my grandfather Sugden.  (Last of the big spenders.) Best of all was ten pounds from my mothers and five pounds from Mr Lucas. (Conscience money.)

Nigel sent a joke card: it said on the front, ‘Who’s sexy, charming, intelligent and handsome?’ Inside it said, ‘Well, it certainly ain’t you buddy!!!’ Nigel wrote ‘No offense mate’. He put ten pence inside the envelope.

Bert Baxter sent a card to the school because he doesn’t know where I live. His handwriting is dead good, I think it’s called ‘brass plate’. His card had a picture of an alsatian on the front. Inside Bert had  written, ‘Best wishes from Bert and Sabre. P.S. Drain blocked up.’ Inside the card there was a book token for ten shillings. It expired in December 1958, but it was a kind thought.

So at last I am fourteen! Had a good look at myself  in the mirror tonight and I think I can detect a certain maturity. (Apart from the rotten spots.)