Dear Diary...Move over Virginia , final instalment

Thursday June 3rd
Busy Bees meeting, I'm in charge - no meeting
I think there might have been rebellion, a swarming in fact because there are no more Busy Bees entries.
Tact may succeed where cleverness fails.
Monday June 7th
Picnic on Mitcham Common, don't want to go.
Unpunctuality is slackness - nothing else.
In between all this I have been enrolled at Guides having passed the essential skills of knots , flags and bed-making (to include envelope corners) been to the library (many times) Birchington-on-Sea and Hampton Court, I'd been to endless C of E confirmation classes and then was confirmed and now I'm obviously getting low on news.
Thursday June 10th
Duke of Edinburghs birthday
Self control is essential to good manners.
Then towards July and my final weeks at Primary school I have clearly switched allegiance from Juliet
July 13th
Carols (my best friend) birthday
Nobody is indispensable.
The end of term is nigh, remember how we did all the work
July 22nd
Spring cleaning.Polished our tables
Culture is one thing varnish another.
We also moved this week, from Mitcham to Wallington and a house on the banks of the River Wandle.
I then seem to have sensibly spent every day teaching myself to swim at Mitcham Baths rather than in the Wandle until
10th August
Can now swim
Let the shipwrecks of others be your sea-marks.
30th August
Went to see Mary Poppins
It's easier to offer objections than to get busy.
and then that's it, off to senior school and no time for the fripperies of a diary but for two further entries
October 17th
Homework, ugh
Success requires pains and brains.
December 28th
Get a new diary
Well begun is half done.
And as for that Sunday School panto?
Well I think it's clear I was a natural on the stage, bringing joy and humour to the performance, and is it any wonder I'm loving Susie Boyt's My Judy Garland Life.
Few things are impossible to diligence and skill.