Yet another execution, it is really getting fearful. I who wished to rule my house kindly have been forced into having more executions in one term than I ever contemplated. Tonight makes the tenth this term and I am only … Continue reading
Perhaps one of the greatest privileges which my position in the School has brought me is the necessarily close connection and I am proud to say, friendship of Barrington-Ward and Low. I am quite sure that in many ways Barrington-Ward … Continue reading
I have been cursing and swearing tonight owing to having to have 3 executions, Hobson, Mason and Radford, who were out of their places when Hobson F. came in to take Prep. I tried to get them off by thinking … Continue reading
Library was unbearable this morning owing to washing and scrubbing preparatory to Commem. Consequently we were chivvied into the Coin Room last hour with Forbes… After Hall I had a happy time up-Library arranging the cases and writing explanatory cards … Continue reading
. That wretched Hobson this evening persisted in saying that it was my turn to take Prep, of course it wasn’t but as the quarter had gone I hurriedly seized some books and took it, but he was manifestly in … Continue reading
. I have been reading with some pleasure Ellen Terry’s autobiography, which, I think, is charmingly written and in admirable good taste. Two things have specifically interested me today in it, one when, as the girl-wife of G. F. Watts … Continue reading
It really is a pleasure to write to old men, they are so charming. Two days ago I wrote to Major GH Courtenay the oldest living old Westminster who was at Westminster in 1826 and now (aged 94) lives near … Continue reading
Benvenisti and Wood said they would be very pleased to come to my little tea-party. Hobson says he is afraid he can’t for which I am sorry. He is going to play in a match with or against Stallards School. … Continue reading
…I am suffering from indigestion today…consequently I did not go in School first and second hours, but went in third. Over a quarter of the house was away ‘fighting their countries[sic] bullets’ on Epsom Downs. They were indulging in a … Continue reading
After tea I drifted round to the public library at the back and at last found my way into the old curiosity shop at the corner of Marsham Street. I had heard so much about it, how a pony used … Continue reading