6 May, 1911

Taylor gave us a lecture yesterday evening which I found fascinating. I really should have been a geologist. His subject: Modern Physiography.

But "a sailor's life for you, my boy" said my father and thus here I am.

I stayed up really late last night re-writing all my notes from the lecture, so woke rather late today. Have had my nose to the grindstone ever since to make up for it, can't be seen to be slacking. That wouldn't do at all, not after I went on and on about how hard everyone is working.