Quiet night last night, but the day began with an alarm at half past 8, only for 15 minutes. One woman came in, complaining she would be late for work.
This evening I went over to see Grubb – have not been over there for a long time. I drove Hampshire’s grey in my trap – rather a misfit.
Called at the Rallings and had supper.
Eilean Grubb ran a horse-riding stables where Eric had originally learnt to ride.