A great crowd of people stayed here last night, and one gentleman, Mr. Dee, sleeping near us with four others, kicked up a terrible row all night. He is evidently a bit ‘blithers’. It was a wet, misty morning. We went to 12 Mass at Youghal. It is a curious custom in the church that the front part of it is railed off for visitors, and the natives have to remain in the back. No distinction should be made in the House of God. After I had a swim just near the hotel. We had early dinner to give me time to get to Callisoe Bay, but when I arrived, it was too rough to go out fishing. We all then went over to MacCarthy’s cove, and Miss O’Brien talked in Irish to the old woman in whose house Muriel Murphy73, wife of poor Terence MacSwiney, and Mám’s former friend stayed 6 years ago. We were dead beat on coming home. Got no tea till 8 there was such a crowd. There was dancing and noise till late in the night. Met school-fellow Barry who said school opens 3 Sept!!!!
