The swimming hole in the river at Puketapu
was a favourite conge spot
Mt. St. Marys,
Sun. 24th March ’68.
Dear Mum & Dad,
Thanks vey much for the Manuscript & Doctor’s “thing”. I have already tried the doctor’s thing out & it is perfect. You mentioned you might make half a dozen more; I think that two might be enough, or even one, because I will use them about once a fortnight, so I can wash them in between.
We have still got one day of grape picking left, but when that will be I don’t quite know.
Tomorrow is the feast of the Annunciation & thus a festal day for us. We observe festal days round here with a normal day except we study instead of having classes.
I was sent a “Blue and White”! I suppose Leo got one.
On Wednesday we are going to have our second Conge if the weather holds. Today, which was a hot, fine day, was supposed to be raining, but apparently the approaching tropical rainstorm fizzled out before it got here.
My first English Assignment is to be posted by Wednesday.
Every time I pass Fr. Scully he asks about Tony and Rick. “Are your brothers ever coming up to see you Goody?” “I don’t know Father. Sometime, I expect.” “I would say that they are not the type for too much family sentiment.” Or he might ask about their work, etc.
Fr. Scully is considered by everyone to be THE boss on the staff. He is always “just himself” if you know what I mean.
On Wednesday I went with four other students in the Commer van/truck “thing” (it is not very big), to an orchard just south of Hastings. We picked fruit all afternoon, and after some afternoon tea, we came back home. Many of the local orchardists give us fruit which has fallen, because they do not like, or can’t, sell them even though they are in perfect condition. Thus we get apples & peaches galore. I have become quite an expert at stoning peaches.
Well, I think that that is all the news.