VISIONS OF DUTRONC, PART II

VISIONS OF DUTRONC, PART II

 Mummy sometimes bought Woman and Home for the knitting patterns

Mummy sometimes bought Woman and Home for the knitting patterns

F R I D A Y,  1 9  M A Y

History was awful. I read the 'The French Revolution' (written in 1911) and nearly died. What a waste of 40 minutes. I didn't learn a thing, except to hate Hilaire Belloc.

It was freezing at school, indoors that is. There wasn’t a single radiator on.

Chump joined Anya, me and everyone at dinner break - it was pretty rowdy. We sat on an air-raid shelter to watch Anna-Marie and all the other nutcases practicing for their bronze life-saving badges in the pool. We pretended they were in a concentration camp and had to keep swimming until they drowned of fatigue!!! Sounds horrible now, but it really was hilarious.

In the evening I heard S.L.C.'s hit parade, which includes telephone calls from the singers. Who should come on but Antoine and Polnareff.  The line was all crackly, then I heard why - "je suis à Londres" he said!!! Honestly, he's so near and we can't get hold of him - it's maddening. Rang up Anya to tell her. She could hardly believe it - she thinks we should ring up London Airport to find out what plane he's leaving on!

I looked through my Diary. Skiing - and Dutronc.  It's funny to think there are two Dutroncs: the one I met before April 4th, and the one after. The first one - the snazz staying in the same hotel; and the second – Hans-Otto, the boy who asked me out, and who I turned down. What's so difficult to realise is, I knew the first one three times as long as the second one. But invariably I think of the second, the 'real' one, not the first.

Wrote Diary, watched The Newcomers, and read 'Woman and Home.'

 

A GARDEN FETE WITH DIANA RIGG

A GARDEN FETE WITH DIANA RIGG

A WHITER SHADE OF PALE

A WHITER SHADE OF PALE