Wed Jul XIV
Boring. Poured with rain most of the day.
There’s not a lot you can say about a day where I couldn’t even be bothered to write the diary. Of course, one of the reasons for this is that the shorter diary entries – which tend to be rather curt – tend to come on days when nothing very special or noteworthy happened but when I was kept so busy by one thing or the other that I had little time to actually write anything.
With Gran and Grandad around for company, my own Subbuteo tournament still going on and this probably being the last day that I could have been assigned any homework it is not surprising that I was busy with the mundane.