March, 1926, Tuesday 30

Was at lessons, piano and violin all the morning. I am getting on splendidly at my stamps now. My new album gives me real pleasure. – The injections did not improve my cold much which continued the same way till Sunday, when after eating two…

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October, 1926, Tuesday 5

I cracked a hurley a few days ago belonging to Bernard O’Connell, but when I asked him if I would replace it, to-day, he was decent enough not to let me do so. Forgot to learn my poetry for Dr. Dalton to-day, too. – Our…

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November, 1926, Monday 29

All day poor Páp was very ill and I was running up and down and going for countless messages to settle up with his affairs. In the evening, Mám went to Piggott’s ((Cork’s music store which supplied grand pianos for concerts.)) to play her programme….

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November, 1926, Tuesday 30

To-day Páp was much worse. I attended him all day, and also went all over the city on messages for Mám’s concert. In the morning, in a search for a way to transport some chairs to the hall, I went through the slums of northern…

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December, 1926, Friday 3

3 Friday. Woke at 6 with a painfully sore eye, which got worse and worse. Was determined not to miss either Mass or school, so got up, bathed it, and went to 8 Mass. I could scarcely see in the Church, and it was very…

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