May, 1927, Sunday 15

School, meals, cram. Cram, school, meals. Meals, cram, school. Mám broadcast last evening from Dublin the Moonlight Sonata, and a Waltz and Scherzo by Chopin. Listened in at Mr. Corkery’s. The Moonlight did not come out very distinctly; it was spoiled by annoying atmospherics, but…

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May, 1927, Sunday 22

Col. Brase has been in Cork this week, and has done nothing but talk about himself. There’s a certain naiveté about him, and he can be very charming, despite his Prussian ruthlessness. To-day a tenor from London, Mr. Collison, who is singing at the Cork…

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June, 1927, Friday 24

Tandem, tandem libertas! [at last, at last freedom] The last six weeks are a blur of machine-like swotting unceasing, all working up to a great climax. The Sunday before my exams. turned over for Mám at broadcasting station. She played Debussy’s ‘Jardins sous la pluie’…

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July, 1927, Sunday 3

Feel very weary after the year’s cramming. It leaves one hopelessly adrift. I had thought to end my troubles with the exams, but the latter being finished, new and vaguer ones have arisen. Slummed all the week, going to Horgans´ and a tennis party at…

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July, 1927, Sunday 10

Am having a glorious time, but sadly neglecting studies, English reading especially. We have a boat to ourselves and go fishing every evening passing by the lovely and majestic Sovereign Islands, and the forbidding heights of the Doon. In our walks, too, around the cliffs,…

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July, 1927, Sunday 17

Had a glorious week. Every evening we all went fishing, for Páp, who formerly inveighed against its cruelty, has turned out a passionate lover of the sport. Each time we went out we saw seals on our way homewards which lifted first their snouts and…

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July, 1927, Sunday 24

Went again to Dunmanway on Sat. evening with Father Pat – to drive and keep house for him. The weather has not been good and has been too stormy to do much fishing. We have explored some of the coast to the east, particularly Reanie’s…

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July, 1927, Sunday 31

Went on a wonderful picnic to Reanie’s Glen, or rather, Man of War Cove. Again a narrow ravine with an old ruin near the beach and cliffs with some formidable caves on either side. An oil-ship, the ‘Elsaro’, torpedoed during the war, and driven ashore…

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August, 1927, Sunday 7

Went to Kinsale Regatta and saw some yacht racing. Explored the Dún Chionn tSáile, a wonderful fort, probably 300 or 400 years old. It is an immense quadrangle with walls of extraordinary thickness and massive outworks. The interior is disfigured by a town of modern…

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August, 1927, Sunday 14

Julia ((Julia Lynch, a former housekeeper, who often wrote to Aloys from London, sending him stamps for his collection.)) was home from London on hols. so I took her to the pictures. The late Rudolph Valentino, of world-wide renown, was ‘starring’ in the first show….

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