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all my worldly goods to Pandora Braithwaite of 69 Elm Tree Avenue. I think I am of sound mind. It is very hard to tell when you’ve got a temperature of 112° Fahrenheit.
Tuesday June 23rd
I have got tonsillitis. It is official. I am on antibiotics. Pandora sits by my bed reading aloud to me. I wish she wouldn’t, every word is like a rock dropping on my head.
Wednesday June 24th
A ‘get well’ card from my mother. Inside a five-pound note. I asked my father to spend it on five bottles of Lucozade.
Thursday June 25th
Moon’s Last Quarter
I have delirious dreams about Lady Diana Spencer; I hope I am better in time for the wedding. Temperature is still 112° Fahrenheit.
My father can’t cope with Sabre, so Pandora has taken him home with her. (Sabre, not my father.)
Friday June 26th
Doctor said our thermometer is faulty. I feel slightly better.
Got up for twenty minutes today. Watched
Play School;
it was Carol Leader’s turn, she is my favourite presenter.
Pandora brought me a ‘get well’ card. She made it herself with felt-tip pens. She signed it: ‘Forever yours, Pan.’
I wanted to kiss her but my lips are still cracked.
Saturday June 27th
Why hasn’t my mother been to see me?
Sunday June 28th
Second after Trinity
My mother has just left to catch the train for Sheffield. I am worn out with all the emotion. I am having a relapse.
Monday June 29th
Pandora went to see Bert Baxter. She said the nurses are getting fed up with him because he won’t stay in bed or do anything he is told to do. He is being discharged on Thursday.
I long for the peace and quiet of a hospital ward. I would be a perfect patient.
Pandora’s father has put Sabre into kennels, it iscosting him three pounds a day, but Pandora’s father says that it is worth every penny.
Tuesday June 30th
I am entering a period of convalescence. I will have to take things very easily if I am to regain my former vigour.
Summer 1981
Wednesday July 1st
Dominion Day, Canada. New Moon
The truant officer came round this afternoon; he caught me sitting in a deckchair in the front garden. He didn’t believe I was ill! He is reporting me to the school! The fact that I was sipping Lucozade whilst wearing pyjamas, dressing gown and slippers seemed to have escaped him. I offered to show him my yukky tonsils but he backed away and trod on the dog’s paw. The dog has got a low pain threshold so it went a bit berserk. My father came out and separated them but things could get nasty for us.
Thursday July 2nd
The doctor said I can go back to school tomorrow, depending on how I feel. You can depend that I won’t feel up to it.
Friday July 3rd
A brown-skinned family are moving into Mr Lucas’s old house! I sat in my deckchair and had a good view of their furniture being carried out of the removal van. The brown-skinned ladies kept taking massive cooking pots into the house so it looks as if they are a large family. My father said that it was ‘the beginning of the end of our street’. Pandora is in the Anti-Nazi League. She said she thinks that my father is a possible racist.
I am reading
Uncle Tom’s Cabin
.
Saturday July 4th
Independence Day, USA
The street is full of brown-skinned people arriving or departing in cars, vans and mini-buses. They keep trooping in and out of Mr Lucas’s old house. My father says they have probably got three families to each room.
Pandora and I are going round to welcome them to our district. We are determined to show that not all white people are racist fanatics.
Bert Baxter is still in hospital.
Sunday July 5th
Third after Trinity
Stayed in bed until 6 PM. There was no point in getting up. Pandora has gone to a gymkhana.
Monday July 6th
Mrs O’Leary is trying to organize a street party for the Royal Wedding. The only people to put their names down so far are the Singh family.
Tuesday July 7th
Bert Baxter has escaped from hospital. He telephoned the National Council for Civil Liberties
Tuesday June 23rd
I have got tonsillitis. It is official. I am on antibiotics. Pandora sits by my bed reading aloud to me. I wish she wouldn’t, every word is like a rock dropping on my head.
Wednesday June 24th
A ‘get well’ card from my mother. Inside a five-pound note. I asked my father to spend it on five bottles of Lucozade.
Thursday June 25th
Moon’s Last Quarter
I have delirious dreams about Lady Diana Spencer; I hope I am better in time for the wedding. Temperature is still 112° Fahrenheit.
My father can’t cope with Sabre, so Pandora has taken him home with her. (Sabre, not my father.)
Friday June 26th
Doctor said our thermometer is faulty. I feel slightly better.
Got up for twenty minutes today. Watched
Play School;
it was Carol Leader’s turn, she is my favourite presenter.
Pandora brought me a ‘get well’ card. She made it herself with felt-tip pens. She signed it: ‘Forever yours, Pan.’
I wanted to kiss her but my lips are still cracked.
Saturday June 27th
Why hasn’t my mother been to see me?
Sunday June 28th
Second after Trinity
My mother has just left to catch the train for Sheffield. I am worn out with all the emotion. I am having a relapse.
Monday June 29th
Pandora went to see Bert Baxter. She said the nurses are getting fed up with him because he won’t stay in bed or do anything he is told to do. He is being discharged on Thursday.
I long for the peace and quiet of a hospital ward. I would be a perfect patient.
Pandora’s father has put Sabre into kennels, it iscosting him three pounds a day, but Pandora’s father says that it is worth every penny.
Tuesday June 30th
I am entering a period of convalescence. I will have to take things very easily if I am to regain my former vigour.
Summer 1981
Wednesday July 1st
Dominion Day, Canada. New Moon
The truant officer came round this afternoon; he caught me sitting in a deckchair in the front garden. He didn’t believe I was ill! He is reporting me to the school! The fact that I was sipping Lucozade whilst wearing pyjamas, dressing gown and slippers seemed to have escaped him. I offered to show him my yukky tonsils but he backed away and trod on the dog’s paw. The dog has got a low pain threshold so it went a bit berserk. My father came out and separated them but things could get nasty for us.
Thursday July 2nd
The doctor said I can go back to school tomorrow, depending on how I feel. You can depend that I won’t feel up to it.
Friday July 3rd
A brown-skinned family are moving into Mr Lucas’s old house! I sat in my deckchair and had a good view of their furniture being carried out of the removal van. The brown-skinned ladies kept taking massive cooking pots into the house so it looks as if they are a large family. My father said that it was ‘the beginning of the end of our street’. Pandora is in the Anti-Nazi League. She said she thinks that my father is a possible racist.
I am reading
Uncle Tom’s Cabin
.
Saturday July 4th
Independence Day, USA
The street is full of brown-skinned people arriving or departing in cars, vans and mini-buses. They keep trooping in and out of Mr Lucas’s old house. My father says they have probably got three families to each room.
Pandora and I are going round to welcome them to our district. We are determined to show that not all white people are racist fanatics.
Bert Baxter is still in hospital.
Sunday July 5th
Third after Trinity
Stayed in bed until 6 PM. There was no point in getting up. Pandora has gone to a gymkhana.
Monday July 6th
Mrs O’Leary is trying to organize a street party for the Royal Wedding. The only people to put their names down so far are the Singh family.
Tuesday July 7th
Bert Baxter has escaped from hospital. He telephoned the National Council for Civil Liberties
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