YESTERDAY'S STAGGERING-NESS STARTS TO DAWN

‘Ballade Pour Un Puceau’ : The Chicken Song

S A T U R D A Y,  1 6  S E P T

Today, with Ma’s help, I worked out he’s the same height as her – 5’8″. That's 1m 72, just what the magazines said. So really he's about 3" taller than me.

After lunch the staggering-ness of everything started dawning on me, and though I can still quite easily believe it, I am in a bit of a swoon. In fact, I am getting keener on him every minute, and I can’t wait to see him again. The more I think about it, the more amazing the whole thing seems. It is like a dream. As I'm writing this now I can hardly believe it. This is the first time it's struck me as really incredible. Oh gosh, the feeling’s so strong now I can hardly bear it.

“Also, I can’t get over how sweet it was of Mummy to take us.”

Everything is so different now. Polnareff is a new person. I don’t know whether I prefer the old Polnareff or the new one, all I know is that he’s different (I think that's due to the beastly dark glasses).

I’m getting so keen on him now. Listened to my LP and honestly I couldn’t stop moaning when he clucks like a hen at the end of ‘Ballade Pour Un Puceau'. I think of him telling us he arranges most of his songs and when I think I am probably the only fan who’s ever spoken to him over the phone, it makes me feel I'm a friend as well as a fan. I think of him telling me he arranges most of his songs, and when he waved and said goodbye...! It seems now he was much more friendly than I thought he was then. How my thoughts change in a few hours! I am now utterly fond of him. 

Rang up Lucy, she was staggered. She says nobody at school will believe us.

The autographed record