June, 1926, Sunday 6

Went to 9 Holy Communion, studied some French, went to 12 High Mass, and helped Mám at roller and turning over. The choir sang Pembauer’s Mass gloriously, but there were not many in church on account of procession being just after. The Beadle has got…

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June, 1926, Saturday 12

Nannie was 16 during 1870, and so remembers all the happenings of the war quite clearly. I often get her on to it on Fridays, and she gives great accounts, especially of the ‘Einzug’ [entry of the army] into München. – I was dreaming all…

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June, 1926, Sunday 13

Went to 9 Mass and Communion. Poor Mám had terrible neuritis all night and during the morning, but after taking 3 aspirins the pain left her head, and she was able to get up at 1. – My bike actually held. I am delighted with…

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June, 1926, Sunday 20

Was very depressed all to-day. After pleasure comes reaction, and so I never get any invitation or go out for the day without thinking to myself that I will pay for it sooner or later. At piano, too, I could not get a grip of…

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July, 1926, Sunday 18

At 1 last night incessant fork-lightening began, and until 4 the rumblings of thunder began to increase till three distinct storms were raging. One frightful flash and peal was directly over our heads and we were sure we were done for. It is good to…

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August, 1926, Wednesday 4

Went to Mass, brought up Mám’s breakfast ((Tilly Fleischmann always had breakfast in bed, as Hildegard Schaehle noted with astonishment in her diary during her visit to Cork in 1950.)), helped her in washing up, and then started off answering the heap of correspondence awaiting…

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August, 1926, Monday 9

After Mass, cycled up to Fr. Willie. He couldn’t get the bag so gave me another. He and Fr. O’Flynn had great joking, and Fr. Christie said that if the Lord were calling him to come into heaven, Fr. Willie would ask him to wait…

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November, 1926, Friday 12

Dr. Scannell was rather sick to-day, yet he had his usual classes. – I could listen for hours to the fellows telling stories about the habits and ways of some of the fellows in the College. Some of them are really droll. – Mám was…

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November, 1926, Friday 26

Had a chat with Dr. Scannell about my future. He thinks a good alternative to my becoming a musician would be a professorship of English in a German university. – Nannie came as usual. Had a terrible struggle to get my ex done. Every evening…

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