February, 1926, Thursday 4

Have great fun at school. There is one fellow, nicknamed ‘Babylonian Dick’ with whom I am ceaselessly fighting. We are like two young bears, always quarrelling and arguing with the greatest good-humour. I go off into fits of laughter, even when at home, on thinking…

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March, 1926, Tuesday 16

I have many nicknames in school, the chief being ‘Flashy’. The boys in ‘Water Lane’ have evidently heard this, a crowd of them run after me, shouting ‘Look at Flashy! Ah! Flashy, ye got a bad bating from the Mon! The Mon ((The Mon or…

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