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wept
when I wrote Kiss – and I cried and cried when I
wrote the last chapter of My Sister Jodie . I tried
hard not to let Vicky Angel be too upsetting, even
though it was very sad. I cut out one of the early
chapters, with detailed descriptions of Vicky
in hospital.
I was certainly wary of hospital scenes in fiction
back in 1960:
Wednesday 3 February
I carried on reading [after finishing The Wind
Cannot Read ] 'Not As a Stranger', but I'm not going
to read it any more. First it told you about digging
a boil out of a neck and the pus etc. etc., and it made
me feel sick, and then a little boy cuts off his w—
with a razor blade. Ugh! I very nearly was sick then,
and I'm not going near the horrible book again.
I read historical fiction too. I had a thing about
Queen Elizabeth I in my early teens and read
anything I could find about her and the times she
lived in.
Wednesday 20 January
I got a good book out of the library called 'Young
Bess' by Margaret Irwin. It is all about Elizabeth
1st when she was about 12–15. She wasn't half
advanced for her age! There is a portrait of her in
the book painted when she was 13. She looked at
least 18! Also Tom Seymour, a man of over thirty,
was in love with her! I can't imagine a man loving
me like that at this age.
Thursday 21 January
I'm enjoying 'Young Bess' very much. It makes you
think of Elizabeth as if she was still living. The
book is very witty, but you have to use your brains
to understand the jokes.
Tuesday 17 May
After school I went to the library. I got a very
interesting book about Elizabethans. I specially
enjoyed the chapters about cosmetics and ailments.
It's amazing that the Elizabethans managed to
live at all! They used to put cerise (white lead) on
face, neck and chest, which slowly turned the skin
withered, and gave the women gastro-intestinal
diseases and palsy. They put rouge on cheeks and
lips that simply ate into the flesh after a time.
Also, if they had scars, spots or freckles they put
on this ointment that destroyed all skin tissue,
which, naturally, left horrible scars. So the
Elizabethans put on more and more ointment to
get rid of the scars until they had hardly any skin
left at all.
I wished we studied the Elizabethans in history.
I sat next to a funny, lively, dark-haired girl called
Jill in history lessons and we bonded terrifically
when she said she hero-worshipped Elizabeth too.
Tuesday 1 March
Had double History. Mr Stokes looked at Jill's library
book and roared with laughter when he saw it was
entitled 'Lovers of my Lord Admiral'. Jill explained
that she was an Elizabeth fan, and when Mr S. looked
at my book and saw it was 'The Bright Pavilions'
(an Eliz. Book) he realised I was too.
Jill was more flexible than me when it came to
periods of history.
Friday 12 February
Jill lent me a book 'Our Dearest Emma' by Lozania
Prole. Never have I read a book in which there are
so many different romances. I am sure Emy, when
she was alive, found it difficult to keep track of so
many bedfellows.
Biddy didn't mind me reading about historical
bed-hopping, but she did fuss about contemporary
sexy books. Sandra, a girl I knew at dancing
classes, told me that ' Peyton Place was a shocking
book, her friend had showed it to her at school. I
asked Mum if I could read it but she said wait till
you're 16.'
I didn't waste time arguing. I knew Biddy
wouldn't let me buy it and I wasn't sure the
staid librarians in Kingston library would let me
check it out. So I secretly borrowed Peyton Place from Sandra.
Wednesday 13 April
This morning I phoned Cherry to arrange about the
flicks, and then spent a good half hour reading
'Peyton Place' which is strictly taboo. As I flipped
through I found the interesting bits Sandra referred
to, but oh, what a storm in a teacup! The parts about
Alison's adolescence are a little boring, as in
thousands of books it mentions, sometimes being far
more frank, these things. I thought Stella conceiving
her stepfather's baby a
when I wrote Kiss – and I cried and cried when I
wrote the last chapter of My Sister Jodie . I tried
hard not to let Vicky Angel be too upsetting, even
though it was very sad. I cut out one of the early
chapters, with detailed descriptions of Vicky
in hospital.
I was certainly wary of hospital scenes in fiction
back in 1960:
Wednesday 3 February
I carried on reading [after finishing The Wind
Cannot Read ] 'Not As a Stranger', but I'm not going
to read it any more. First it told you about digging
a boil out of a neck and the pus etc. etc., and it made
me feel sick, and then a little boy cuts off his w—
with a razor blade. Ugh! I very nearly was sick then,
and I'm not going near the horrible book again.
I read historical fiction too. I had a thing about
Queen Elizabeth I in my early teens and read
anything I could find about her and the times she
lived in.
Wednesday 20 January
I got a good book out of the library called 'Young
Bess' by Margaret Irwin. It is all about Elizabeth
1st when she was about 12–15. She wasn't half
advanced for her age! There is a portrait of her in
the book painted when she was 13. She looked at
least 18! Also Tom Seymour, a man of over thirty,
was in love with her! I can't imagine a man loving
me like that at this age.
Thursday 21 January
I'm enjoying 'Young Bess' very much. It makes you
think of Elizabeth as if she was still living. The
book is very witty, but you have to use your brains
to understand the jokes.
Tuesday 17 May
After school I went to the library. I got a very
interesting book about Elizabethans. I specially
enjoyed the chapters about cosmetics and ailments.
It's amazing that the Elizabethans managed to
live at all! They used to put cerise (white lead) on
face, neck and chest, which slowly turned the skin
withered, and gave the women gastro-intestinal
diseases and palsy. They put rouge on cheeks and
lips that simply ate into the flesh after a time.
Also, if they had scars, spots or freckles they put
on this ointment that destroyed all skin tissue,
which, naturally, left horrible scars. So the
Elizabethans put on more and more ointment to
get rid of the scars until they had hardly any skin
left at all.
I wished we studied the Elizabethans in history.
I sat next to a funny, lively, dark-haired girl called
Jill in history lessons and we bonded terrifically
when she said she hero-worshipped Elizabeth too.
Tuesday 1 March
Had double History. Mr Stokes looked at Jill's library
book and roared with laughter when he saw it was
entitled 'Lovers of my Lord Admiral'. Jill explained
that she was an Elizabeth fan, and when Mr S. looked
at my book and saw it was 'The Bright Pavilions'
(an Eliz. Book) he realised I was too.
Jill was more flexible than me when it came to
periods of history.
Friday 12 February
Jill lent me a book 'Our Dearest Emma' by Lozania
Prole. Never have I read a book in which there are
so many different romances. I am sure Emy, when
she was alive, found it difficult to keep track of so
many bedfellows.
Biddy didn't mind me reading about historical
bed-hopping, but she did fuss about contemporary
sexy books. Sandra, a girl I knew at dancing
classes, told me that ' Peyton Place was a shocking
book, her friend had showed it to her at school. I
asked Mum if I could read it but she said wait till
you're 16.'
I didn't waste time arguing. I knew Biddy
wouldn't let me buy it and I wasn't sure the
staid librarians in Kingston library would let me
check it out. So I secretly borrowed Peyton Place from Sandra.
Wednesday 13 April
This morning I phoned Cherry to arrange about the
flicks, and then spent a good half hour reading
'Peyton Place' which is strictly taboo. As I flipped
through I found the interesting bits Sandra referred
to, but oh, what a storm in a teacup! The parts about
Alison's adolescence are a little boring, as in
thousands of books it mentions, sometimes being far
more frank, these things. I thought Stella conceiving
her stepfather's baby a
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