2nd First Friday. I forgot all about this First Friday, so I will have to start again. – The creamery is surprisingly go-ahead and clean, and I spent most of the morning watching the long queue of milk carts awaiting their turn to pour into the tank. The separator, the refrigerator, and the pipes which circulate to and fro through the cream and frozen by brine were of great interest to me. After Diarmuid, Marjorie, Katharina, Lola and I went up to the lake, went out in Sulbie and fished till 2. We got 3 trout, Diarmuid catching 2 big fellows, and I one. It was the first trout I ever caught! Miss Hickie, Mr. Kinley junr. and the rest then came up, and we had a picnic lunch in the fields, frying and eating the trout. I am getting on famously as a fisherman. Mr. Mac., Mrs. Mac, 2 Mr. Kinleys and I came up at 10 to the lake in the car, and we went sailing, Mr. Mac and I in the Úna Bhán and the others in Sulbie. The Úna clipped like anything. She is beautiful.
