Went to 8 Mass, and then did some work. It was only by great plotting I got my books down, because Mám said I was not to work here, but they were in the car without her knowing it. We went shopping in the morning and Mám got me enrolled as a member in the tennis club for 2/6! I will have great games now, I am sure. Went off to Mount Melleray after dinner, and I drove. We didn’t stop at the cloister, however, for there is nothing much to be seen there, but continued on up the Knockmealdown Mountains. We left our car by the roadside, and started up the mountain, and I climbed right up to the top. It was really glorious up there, a stillness unbroken except for the whistling of the wind and all around a panorama of rich land and towering ranges. I suppose I could see 42 miles all around. Though the sides are full of heather, the top is quite bleak, for the wind has worn away the soil till only stones and boulders are left. Drove back again and after tea, I put on my whites, and went for tennis. It was rather nerve-racking at first knowing nobody, but they were all very nice.
