Wednesday 7th November 1984

The time is 7:15 am

My terrible dream

It is a normal day in school but everyone's parents come in on this day too. I sit next to Newton and wait for my parents. They sit behind me and - horror of horrors - they are sitting next to Rachel's parents. (I have never seen Rachel's parents, I only realise it's them because she was sitting with them) * I leave for home very quickly.

No, I don't leave for home, I go to the Old Bloc and meet Howard. We watch parents and Rachel out of a window and I go home.

When I arrive I go straight to my room. After a short while Mum and Dad come in with "some friends". These friends sit outside on the patio. Ever curious I go to see who these friends are and it's Rachel's parents and Rachel. I run back upstairs.

That's about all I can remember. There's a bit about cats but that part was horrific. It would be even more horrific if it came true. **

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The time is 4:50pm

This book must progress not regress so...

I took Bk 11 to school again today. It caused much controversy and it even had Rachel talking to me! She laughed at "Insult"! She was insulted by the first paragraph of 23rd October. ***

Anyway I left it in the hands of Newton who agreed to give it back. We decided that I should record me reading it onto tape, including the songs I'd written, and auction it! Silly idea but I might go through with it.

In Physics, Lesley nicked it off me and said she didn't have it but Newton did. 

After lunch I went to the Computer room and met Mulrooney. We went down to the ladies' staff room where there was Richard Caldro, Sam Evans and Sarah Kirk. Also was Lesley who gave me Bk 11 back. Anyway Richard had forgotten to bring a coat so we had to go to his house first. Five people in a Mini Metro.

Mulrooney drives like a maniac! Especially along Lavernock Road! Enough on that subject.

The "meeting" was much better than I expected it to be. There were only two teams there but there was a photographer from the Penarth Times and a photographer from the South Wales Echo. I received my prize (a £5 Boots voucher) and got bored.

After more maniac driving home (rather, to school) Richard got his bag and I noticed Alison and her boyfriend. Therefore I deduced that Rachel must be nearby. Of course she was but she didn't see me in a silver Metro. We also passed Elaine and Suzanne Jones.

Well that's all for today. Howard did not like me bringing Bk 11 in but Luty realises that it's all a publicity stunt by me.

This tape idea is a 50/50 deal with Newton. We go 50/50 on the tape and 50/50 on the sale price. I couldn't care less. I could put anything I want onto the tape and sell it. Who cares?

My dream was good ****. I hope it never comes true.

Why did Debbie get a lot of mentions yesterday? What did Rachel find so humorous about Bk 11? It's not meant to be funny to her.

Bev and Mary have told me a million times who Kinny***** is but I can't remember.

Ah! It's freezing and feels like winter ******

I want to insult a lot more people but haven't written a song for days. A lean period? Who cares?

Song title. "We should be talking to each other" - the ICL advert catchphrase. I'll write it now.

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There was one main area of controversy over Bk 11 and that was the title *******. There was also interest in the Rachel / "Pocket calculator" sequence but nobody read the whole thing.

I'm going to play "The more I see you" now.

"We should be talking to each other" doesn't work. Nothing works to be honest.

There is a History trip tomorrow. Rachel is going and I'm not. Those going don't have to wear school uniform. Usually Rachel is talking to Rhiannon outside Latin ******** I always pass without a word. Tomorrow I'll say "Good morning ladies" and see what reaction it causes. Will Rhiannon try to whack me again? Who cares?

* Within six months of this Rachel's mother would be regularly driving her car into my bicycle (listen to "Don't run me down" here) Two years later she would be serving me at our local corner shop, I could never work out how she knew my name until I put two and two together one day. Then found another shop to buy my sweets from. 

** Fuck me, there's nowt as boring as reading someone's else's dreams. And that's a shite one really.

*** Just...just don't ask. Honestly.

**** Really? You thought it was terrible a few hours ago.

***** Richard Kynaston, boyfriend of Rachel Turner. Again I've already said I've seen them so why am I writing this?

****** This must be a joke now

******* Edited for poor justification. It was the name of a 400 Blows album. In retrospect I can see why people were upset.

******** Yes I've got a Latin O level.