Slept out after the racing and tearing and swimming of yesterday, and had to go to 10. This morning Páp began packing, so I could only get through music in the morning. First he couldn’t find a terribly important box of his and, like Uncle Bodger, he and we were stamping round the house looking for it for over an hour. Then I found it under a bed. Next there was no key, but that was found after another while. The end was that Páp had no time to take dinner, but rushed down to an exam. in the School of Music. Fräulein Engelmann was [with us] for dinner. She is terribly downhearted on thinking that she will be gone in a week or so, and so are all of us. Went shopping after with Mám, and we bought grey flannel suit for summer wear, with long trousers if you please! The latter is too long, however, so I must change it to-morrow. Had our first ride in another type of buses which are now out. They are two-seaters, Ford engines, and very comfortable, but so far badly run with long stops. We are at last making up a bit in Cork. The traffic was thick to-day, and extra Civic Guards were called out. The Summer Show is in full swing.
