Went to 8 o’clock Mass and Communion, because I have got an Irish exam to-day from 11-12, and I had to do some work for it. Scannie is a show for putting on exams. on Sundays and half-holidays. As luck would have it, we got nothing in the paper that I had swotted and in addition I had a headache from working before the exam. When Dickie gets hold of a remote Irish phrase that he himself hadn’t heard of before, he is sure to keep it for the exam. and then we have to go breaking our heads against it for about half an hour. I didn’t do too well and hadn’t time to finish the paper. We got our photos taken by Brother Walter of North Mon. Afterwards came home to find Arthur here. I was disgusted, because I specially told Nannie to tell him to put off our excursion till next Sunday, as I wanted to work for the history exam. So, after dinner like fools we set off for Fountainstown, were tired on arriving but had a swim in quite a nice place and got tea from one landlady of last hols. Though it is quite a nice place, the atmosphere of the monied jazzy people who go there make it rather disgusting.
