I went into Easterby with Dad after school, primarily to take back my library books, but I’ve lost my ticket so I couldn’t get any more out. But I also wanted to buy a Pink Floyd record, which I did, getting The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn for £4.99. It's good. I also bought a book on Modern art.
The day at school dragged on in a weird way. I’ve changed in position, and somehow I seem to be hovering half-way and people don’t know how to react. Claire is away in London and has been all week; I’m looking forward to her coming back. Duncan keeps making comments as if she’s all over me all of the time.