LARKING AROUND WITH YOUNG BOYS
S U N D A Y, 1 6 J U L Y
Got up terribly late, and spent ages writing up yesterday.
The more I think about it the less amazing it seems, and also less likely that we will meet him. But I think he'll answer our letter because he’d be rather piggish if he didn’t.
I wish I could have a boyfriend like Polnareff (but I don’t think I’d like him to be famous).
Ma and Pa left at 3 to play tennis at the Olssens. Chump and me joined them at 4.30. Super to see Tim again – he’s putting on weight! He’ll be very attractive when he’s a teenager. Richard’s so skinny compared. Mrs O now thinks Richard wanted me to come not because Tim likes me but because he does. He's ten. I don’t know though, he wasn’t very complimentary, thinks my skirt is much too short and says I wouldn’t win Miss World (how that came up I don’t know!). Tim’s sense of humour reminds me of Micky Dolenz’s. He's called Woof at school because of his long hair. I love his husky voice. We all larked around, Christie got out of hand with the hose though and absolutely soaked me. He got onto my lap once and then kissed me – extraordinarily passionate little boy.
Mummy swept the Nut Walk today and now it looks absolutely beautiful. Had strawberries, raspberries and redcurrants for supper - all from our garden!
Read Petticoat. It’s very good, but I wish it was a little bit more intellectual.
The famous Legalise Pot Rally on 16 July was supported by a drug research organisation SOMA (Society of Mental Awareness). They said, “the law against marijuana is immoral in principle and unworkable in practice,” and took out a full page ad (described by James Callaghan as "notorious") in The Times.
Five thousand hippies milled around Speakers Corner for a peaceful, psychedelic ‘smoke-in’ under the eye of the police, who merely asked them not to trample the flower beds.