Wednesday July 15th

Well I'm here again but haven't a clue what to write as the last few days have been so what boring except for last evening when I went, as usual, to Toads. We were rehearsing again but last night we started at the beginning and went straight through, lines, songs and dances, the first half. It's getting there. There seemed to be quite a few away last night as holidays seemed to have all come together, but we soldiered on and it was very satisfying. I've decided. although I have known for some time, that I'm very unhealthy and so I am going, tomorrow, to the gym to have a talk with someone with a view to getting a bit fit, and hopefully, lose some weight. I have been getting a few palpitations lately so now's that time to do something constructive about it. I keep thinking that I must start writing about my childhood again so I will start where I left off last time, when I had said that I had passed my eleven plus and had to start at the grammar school. It was two but rides away and I had never really gone too far one my own but the first day it seemed alright as we did not have to start till ten o'clock and by the time I had to catch the bus the early morning rush had finished, no flexi time in those days. But the next day and all the days after, it was really hectic and sometimes one or two buses passed us by full up. Remember in the early fifties only a few people travelled to work by car, so the bus was the only way of getting to and from. I think from the first day I hated it. The only two people I knew, as the school was quite away out of my district, were put in another class, and I was quite shy back then and very nervous. I struggled on for a bout six weeks, when one saturday Val and I were at the cinema when she suddenly mentioned that I still had not been called to have my tonsils out. I must tell you that the school doctors in those days used to look at all the childrens tonsils and were quite eager to get them removed. I think my mom had been told that mine had to come out when I had been about eight. I didn't think much about it at the time, but on the monday morning I was told by my mom that I wasn't going to school but was expected at the hospital, later that day and was due to have my tonsils out the next. Do you know I think I was quite relieved in some way, thats how much I disliked Rowley regis grammar.