Was delighted last night to find Fr. Pat had arrived unexpectedly. He came to see Páp before he goes to Germany. – Slept out for 8 and so had to go to 10 Mass and Communion. Worked in the morning, but only got through half as I had to do messages. Páp played his latest songs for Fr. Pat to-day. They are really glorious. If he would only get them published he would make a great name. – Read in paper that there are terrible floods in Germany, and the wild deer are roaming in the cities. We have beautiful weather here. – I am dissatisfied because I am neither doing anything at my intended sonata, or making a summary of my life, which I intended. But I shall do them later at all events. Went up to Markie, but met his brother, who said Markie has gone to Dripsey. His brother is the oddest individual I ever met, but very nice. He asked for a loan of my bike to the Muskerry Station, and I of course gave it. After, on meeting him he simply insisted on my taking 2/- to pay the expenses of the tram! He said I must cycle out to Dripsey this week, which I will. Went to Ivor and Joe. Joe’s bike was punctured, so Joe and I cycled on mine to Iniscarra, where we had a glorious swim. Got a rotten puncture on the way but settled it. Finished my work on coming home.
