Thursday, January 14, 1982
I wandered into school at eleven. Tensions abounded between Deborah and me and Lee and she went on at us quite angrily for our rumour mongering and jibes about people. I made a few half hearted attempts at a rebuttal but Lee just told her to “piss off” (he was bored): she seemed quite taken aback at this and sat red-faced and quiet.
Robin Quinn invited me to his party on Saturday and during the afternoon, sixth years Dawn Heath and Tina Margerison kept saying that Evelyn fancies me. My inadequacies illumined.
There's been an air crash in America: 77+ dead, on the news scenes of survivors struggling in the icy waters of the Potomac river and rescue workers pulling bodies out of the water.