After Mass, cycled up to Fr. Willie. He couldn’t get the bag so gave me another. He and Fr. O’Flynn had great joking, and Fr. Christie said that if the Lord were calling him to come into heaven, Fr. Willie would ask him to wait a second until he had a peep at hell, and another at purgatory! Worked and ironed till we went to dinner at Thompson’s. Such grandeur. I had iced fruit drink and a peach Melba. Saw Miss O’Brien there too. Mám then went to Nannie, and I went home and did some work. At 5 some thunder began, so I took the bag and dashed to the ship before the storm. Just coming to the quays there was a blinding flash, I thought I smelt brimstone, and a fierce peal simultaneously. It simply poured, and after all Fr. Willie didn’t come. Brought bag to station, walked home, and was scarcely inside when Fr. Willie came dashing inside looking for the bag. Drove with him to the station. We had more thunder after. Made final arrangements about Monatrea with Miss O’Brien who was for tea.
