Didn’t go to Mass, but began with piano. We got a card from Nannie saying that she had acute sciatica for the past week, and could not come. It was awfully hard on her, she has such a frugal and self-denying life. So Mám immediately sent a telegram, saying she should come to-morrow and she could nurse her. Got through my work in spite of the poor pigs’ best endeavour to deafen me, and after dinner went for a short walk with Mám, but then came back and had good tennis. I don’t know how Mám enjoys this place without having something to enjoy as I have tennis. But she likes walking and contemplation. Went for a swim before dinner in a suspiciously red pool but learned after it was only peat-water. After tea again went for tennis. I beat Bob Bell, one of the best there, by 6-5, and was delighted with myself. Had other good singles too.
