Tuesday 2nd September 1969:

Last day of free-dom. John and I went mad. In the morning we took the record player in the front garden (John’s) and played records. Many people gave us very funny looks. In the afternoon John and I went chasing after girls on our bikes. We saw two who we’d seen previously the other day. We followed. We ended up a close, and the girls went into a house. We went to the Square, and we saw them again, and followed, until they met a boy. We went to John’s, and when we went out again, we saw them again, and followed them. Soon they stopped and one of them turned and said, ‘Go and fuck off!’ We had a good time. Oh, well, back to school!!