Went to Mass, brought up Mám’s breakfast ((Tilly Fleischmann always had breakfast in bed, as Hildegard Schaehle noted with astonishment in her diary during her visit to Cork in 1950.)), helped her in washing up, and then started off answering the heap of correspondence awaiting us. Mám wrote 7 letters and 2 cards, and I wrote 3. In reply to Canon Murphy’s kind invitation for me to come to Bantry for a week, I didn’t want to go, as poor Mám would be left alone, but she said she would go to Dunmanway, and I would have to accept it. I wrote also to poor Sophie who is down with the measles in Dunquin, and to Fräulein Engelmann, who is at home in Dunquin [He must mean in Germany] Did my work by scrips and scraps during the day. After dinner, went to Nannie, whose sciatica is much better. Arthur and family are down in Crosshaven since Sat. I am sure Aunt Elsa is deadly offended that I did not come down. Ivor and Joe are away in Inch in Kerry, and Markie still in Dripsey. So there is no one here, only Betty. Mám went to Nannie after tea, and I read ‘Ben Hur’.
