Sunday 23rd July 1933

A bright sunny morning. Tuneful clang of the rising bell. Akel came before breakfast and a peaceful, uneventful day followed. Arrangements for the busy future. Ragged constantly re. Captain but it did not frighten or upset me. Thank God. First time in my shy history.

On the way home Akel took me to the Girl’s Home for a short time to see Matron again. Evening a we walked up the steps to the front door. Row of heads at the window above. “It’s Steve!”