Father Pat left for Rome with Fr. O’Brien yesterday and Mammie and Fräulein Engelmann went out in the Movercock steamer with them to meet the liner. They said it was a wonderful experience, the sea, very stormy and breezy, showing off the huge and majestic liner ‘München’ to full advantage. Of course, everything on board was thorough and good to say the least – a German vessel. Went to Betty Sullivan ((Betty O’Sullivan’s parents lived in the Honan Hostel, hall of residence of University College Cork. Her father was P.T. O’Sullivan, professor of medicine 1924-1931, the Warden of the student hostel, and her mother Elisabeth O’Sullivan, professor of education.)) to-day and had quite a good time, playing with bows and arrows. I got a crack of an arrow fair in the eye, but it did me no harm except for the pain, and some slight swelling. Went to the pictures after at the Lee. It was very kind of Betty to take Betty Bergin and me. The ‘Eagle’ was shown, a picture about Russia, in which the Czarina was very badly and stupidly represented. For the 2nd time in my life I saw a good comedy after, depicting a skit on the present gold-rush in Australia.
