Galfrid* has elected to go into the Navy and I am very pleased indeed – it is time our family had a change from the Army. He should go up for the exam in July 1918, and enter Osborne Sept. 19th 1918. he would then be a full-blown sailor about Sept. 1922. Osborne till 8 April 1920 and then to Dartmouth till April 15th 1922 – when he will be 17 years old and I shall be 57. Leo** will be nearly 20 years old and I suppose just going to Cambridge on his way to be an Engineer.
*Younger son, middle child
This affair of Leo’s* is costing me a heap of money, thank goodness it comes at a time when I can just afford it – still it is sad that these financial blows always come just as one fancies that at last one has got one’s head above water. Among other trifles! Dr. Crichton Miller’s fee is £50 for a month of treatment! and now they want me to pay £50 a term for a tutor. I have cabled certainly not – why on earth a tutor? If he has rendered himself ineligible for a first rate school he must go to a second rate one, but a tutor seems to me idiocy – he wants companionship not solitude.
* I have no record of what this is about. I suspect from the rest of the diary entry that Leo, his elder son, has not excelled at school.
At last the mail in, and at last a letter from Leo, but sad to say it was to the effect that he had had to leave Haileybury. I have planned out no career for him and do not desire any form of worldly success, I want him to be happy as a Christian gentleman, and that is always possible to the humblest of us.
April 9th [continuation]
Dinner with the Viceroy. Daisie sat on his left and I had the normal 5 minutes talk with her after dinner. It was quite a nice evening and their Excellencies were pleasant to talk to. Daisie’s curtseys were magnificent and her dress quite the smartest.
More rain, not at all wanted, and a sharp earthquake shock at 6.45 a.m. Daisie and I were in our dressing-rooms and lost no time in skipping out into the open where we met in the garden with our brushes and combs in our hands. The bungalow creaked and groaned and plaster began to fall, it was quite time to get outside. Church is at 7 a.m., or else we would probably have been in bed. Wrote to Leo and sent off letter as he joins at Haileybury on September 22nd.
Leo goes to Haileybury in September, his reports are very bad, lazy and dreamy, but I suppose he is just what he is, and what he inherits from us, so there’s no use being cross about it.
Both boys write cheerfully from their schools and seem to be doing well. I hope and think that Leo will do well at Haileybury. He does not seem to be brilliant and his reports are bad, but he has depth of character and I am not afraid of his success in the end.
Leo has a very bad report from school – all subjects not up to the mark. I must try and remember that I had bad reports too, once on a time, but I dare not let him know that.