The numbers here have reached pinching point (every other Bill wants to join), so we’ve had to introduce a few measures to test the devotion of potential Lost Boys.

Yesterday we had a boy who had the nerve to turn up with pubic hair, so we instructed him to push them back inside. This is harder than it sounds (for the hairs seem simply to bend when forced) but he made it with about two of them, which was commendable, and watching him sweat over it was a laugh.

The blonde one is crying again. No doubt some day he is going to throw himself off a cliff, and we will all feel very guilty.

Breakfast was melon.