Saturday October 17th
Thackeray somewhere in the ‘Book of Snobs’ remarks that we are all snobs at heart and that if one walked down St. James Street with a Duke on either side, it wouldn’t be human not to wish to meet all … Continue reading
Thackeray somewhere in the ‘Book of Snobs’ remarks that we are all snobs at heart and that if one walked down St. James Street with a Duke on either side, it wouldn’t be human not to wish to meet all … Continue reading
. With superlative energy I played Fives this afternoon with Hobson, Rawson and Tunnecliffe. Considering I hadn’t played for over a year I got on better than expected. Tunnecliffe had never played before. Barrington-Ward this morning showed me the ‘History … Continue reading
Hobson went into breakfast with Father this morning so I was left alone. ‘Middle’, perhaps only my imagination, seemed rather constrained and I was quite glad when the meal was over. We had a somewhat unexpected ‘play’ today so we … Continue reading
I cannot fathom the latest turn affairs have taken. To all intents and purposes I am forgiven by all concerned while poor Hobson still remains under a cloud. At lunch today Father left us and it was a little awkward … Continue reading
‘Oh! What a crocodilian world is this’ as Quarles sings. I was late for Prep for the first time this morning. Hobson told me that not a word was said to him about the row in the Big Dormitory last … Continue reading
War! War! War! I thought everything was going too smoothly so tonight we have had a regular ‘bust up’ before which all the events of the day pale into insignificance, while Hobson and myself are fairly ‘in the Soup’. Put … Continue reading
This morning the ‘Daily Graphic’ has got an article on Westminster Football and a picture of young Gow. The superlatives were a little exhausting to read. Hobson made the brilliant suggestion that I should read a paper on ‘The migration … Continue reading
. Gordon arrived at ┬╝ to 4 and stayed for about quarter of an hour. He told me he has purchased a Collie(!) to have at Cambridge. I at once told him he would be safe to get bitten, collies … Continue reading
Another singularly uneventful day. I had another charming letter from Reed in answer to mine and sending me incidentally a list of tannings of his last term which he had forgotten to enter in the ledger and also some good … Continue reading