naplo_1938_1939

Napló 1938/1939

Napló 1938/1939

June 8th

2021. június 08. - pajkrh

A busy day again. Was at Marietta’s in the evening. It was good fun, we had a long talk. She says her brothers wish to get married. Now what a chance it would have been have been if I wouldn’t have met Vin. Now, however, quite sure of my feelings, I could afford the impertinence of telling her that any of her friends would fill with pleasure the coveted position of being sister in law to her. At which she wasn’t the least offended, well I didn’t mean her to be but said she knew that very well, that is why she kept away from so called friends. I don’t think she is right. In her place I would have found it good fun to stand aside and watch, but mix/wix (?) at the same time. Thus she would have required more practice and experience in judging people too.

June 7th

Vin. darling phoned me. Somehow I was certain he wouldn’t think of me. He was on a two day’s  excursion for the holidays. – I do wonder. I mean to make an end to this unsatisfactory position of mine. Either he must mean more to me, or rather the reverse or better not to meet until I get over the affair which means complete break. He must see my point. I fervently hope I won’t be a fool to forget my beautiful resolutions as soon as I see him. It would be the so romantic feminine inconsequence to be sure the luxury of which I can’t afford however. I have been an utter fool so far

June 6th

Was late for church, but it isn’t obligatory today. Father went to see Martha so I had to be at home in the morning. Made a little order on the shelf in my cupboard. Meant to do the drawer in the drawing room. Cinema again. Countess Walewska. Quite alright. – A funny young girl spoke to me on the street yesterday when I went for a walk to the cemetery. She was carrying a packet and was awfully shamed of it. What a naïve creature. It was most amusing. She looked disappointed when I parted at the East Station. – It is funny how people like talking to me. Seems they feel instinctively that I’m the discreet but understanding sort. I wonder if I would find someone to talk to if I would needed it.

June 5th

Church in the morning, then cemetery + cinema. When coming out of latter again I passed two couples., the girls ran after me followed by their husband, resp. fiancé. It is getting too bad, the way I’m passing friends on the street. Józsi (?) told me I must be in love. How silly he is right though I suppose, but that is no reason for this absentmindedness after all. The weather is lovely.

June 4th

A busy day again. Ervin off for his week end yesterday. Went to fetch my coat + hats in the evening. Met Marietta on my way. Of course I passed her but she got hold of me. We had a long talk, I promised to go to see her next Wednesday. My white hat is a scream I like those funny pink + blue tulle boas (?) on it though. They’ll suit my gayer moods. Probably I’m going to change the yellow straw hat next week.

June 3rd

A hard day. Hot, busy, tiresome. I felt downhearted all day. All sorts of troubles. Nearly stayed home instead of going to the cooking class. But went eventually. Was 20 minutes late. Bözsi was dressing exactly at the same time. We had a good laugh over it. Both of us being late, listless + tired. I believe the soup we cooked is boullion. Am not sure. We had a lot to do and were late to finish. A new man was there. The horrid creature burnt my dishcloth when he perforced to help me thus enabling me to have a look at what the others were doing. Just tell me about the cleverness of men. It was pouring when we left, which didn’t prevent me from taking my usual walk.

 

June 2nd

Phoned to Leon again, spoke with his brother. He is away and to return in about a fortnight. He asked me what message is to send him in his letter, so I just sent my own particular greetings. He was nice. Such a pity they are not Catholics. But then I’d have never met Vin. I suppose, or if I’d have it would have been too late as I’d certainly have married Leon ages ago. – As it is, I suppose it is always for the best. – I find there was a meeting of the St Lucas Klub of Drs yesterday night. That must have prevented Vin. in coming. But why didn’t he tell me, it is quite another matter as if he had have gone off on his own. Went to that lecture on American Hungarians at the Parliament. It was quite interesting. Dr. Horváth was presiding. I like him. I met Eve Korin there unexpectedly. Somehow though she is nice I don’t like this Jewish Catholic mixture. Now how about myself have children of the same kind.

June 1st

Was in town + on business. Bought a funny yellow straw hat. I believe it was too expensive or rather I overpaid it + it looks strange.

Vin. ‘phoned while I was out. I thought I won’t return his call, but did so later on. It was silly of me. Apparently he was only a bit conscience stricken on account of my health. The Dr woke up in him, it seems. We didn’t talk much and it was unsatisfactory. Most ridiculous but I still believe he is the so called only one for me. –

The evening’s performance at the Conservatory was quite interesting. We heared some ultramodern poems. I’m afraid I was a bit dazed and am sure I couldn’t ever manage to recite that odd jumble of words. The poet had a funny way of saying it too. I nearly had a fit. The modern music was slightly strange too, but I’m more used to that with all it’s disharmonia, though it certainly has a way of reminding one of the creaking of doors, ramming of window pane + the clashing + crushing sounds of lids in the kitchen and of the china. I suppose that is meant to lead no finding music even in the most everyday sounds or the reverse? Some parts of the programme were off altogether. May. Riedl’s dance was quite alright, though her solo was just a bit restrained, the “??” part at least, while too much of mimic at others. I had an opportunity of seeing the Conservatory from behind the scenes for having gone to congratulate her. – Altogether it was an experience. By the way I tried to ring up Leon again before the performance, but with no success. I have a grave misgiving that he is travelling. Must find out.

May 30th

We cooked a lovely big fish this afternoon. Altogether we never spoilt anything so far + everything was not only palatable but excellent. Though may be it is only because I’m not so particular about food. We made green pea soup too, very good, and a savoury. – We meant to go part of the way together with Bözsi, she however tried to ring up her husband then waited for him. – On the street I ran across Dr Kertes (?), or rather he shouted after me, as I, according to my custom did not notice him.

May 29th

The Legate’s Mass this morning. My seat though more expensive was worse than the previous one. – In the afternoon Martha came so I gave her my green membership card. I had grave pricks of conscience for being so selfish as to keep the excellent seat I had as a present from Anci for myself after having taken part in so many things. Not really many though. However I kept it and Martha was lucky enough to obtain a good seat + view afterwards so it off my mind too. At first it was hot + the procession was long in coming so we had a good chance with my neighbours to have a little chat. On my left there was an elderly lady from what I thought the country in any right there was an Italian mother + son (priest) with whom I talked French. She asked me if I actually was French but it was only because I didn’t talk too much so she couldn’t find out how little I know. Later, however an old Italian lady took the seat between us, with her I talked at least I tried to, Italian, a sad (empty space) however we got on very well. In the next row but farther on sat two Englishmen with whom I’d have very much liked to have a talk at least I might have talked a language I know, but couldn’t get the chance. Specially as behind me some young schoolgirls chirruped incessantly. They were slightly rude to the lefthand lady, who, on her part had a great deal to say to everyone who happened to stand in the way + obstruct the view + generally she soon managed to be upset + hurt + rather loud about it. With me however she was sweet. The procession took a long time to pass + before the Legate arrived with the Eucharhy the sun was gone + soon it was pouring. People started to ruch off, most of them stayed in spite of the weather. Of course the speeches were off and after benediction we pasted too. As I couldn’t pass through the “cordons” I went part of the way with the unknown lady under her umbrella. She told me about her son who was in Hungarian gala dress. I thought the brat must be hateful + mothers are usually so prejudiced when all at once she said her son was the mayor of Ujpest. I nearly had a fit + told her I had my tickets from him. So we got very friendly at the end. I went as far at the Baross tér with her, then went over the Eastern Station + tried to ring up Leo on account of the rain. In vain. My right arm + shoulder + back were wet though. – Luckily Ervin came in + took Martha + the kid who was unusually good, home. Mother was worried afterwards if little Ervin ill, being so good.

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