Had a real day’s class to-day. I now see what a terrible fool I was not to go in for the Matric last year. The other fellows have 2 ¾ hours free in the day, while I am swotting maths, and 1 ½ would be invaluable to me, as it is to them, for Latin and Irish. Then there is mix-up about the set authors for the Matric and the more difficult authors for the L.C. H. [Leaving Certificate Honours]. I have got to do both. Faust is on for German in Matric – I never heard of such idiocy! Was delighted anyhow to find Fr. Pat at home, and after dinner we went off for a spin to Fountainstown, I driving. I had a glorious swim there and then we sat high up in the fields overlooking the bay, and ate apples and pears, then home for tea at 8. Had to study then until 10.30. But I did nothing to-day, while the other fellows are swotting hard up in school.
