Made the 13 Sundays! I must next make the 9 Fridays. – After the drops of yesterday, my eyes are still bleared and the pupils very big. I tried to do some work to keep pace with the fellows in school, but once I am out of the routine, it’s the Dickens altogether to work properly. After dinner I went to the Cathedral for the 2nd Jubilee Procession in the Canon’s car sent for Pappie. He is now almost better except for the wounds caused by the doctor’s burning. There was a very big attendance again, though the match between Cork and Dublin in the Park was a great counter-attraction. After prayers we all marched again to St. Mary’s where hymns were sung, then back to Cathedral, Benediction, and home. Rushed up to Markie, and as there was no one at home he took out his brother’s motor-bike, and each of us had a spin. I know almost everything about it now, including how to change gears. Cycled over to Mr. Corkery, but as there was nothing much on wireless, and I had ex. to do, I went off almost immediately.
