Alarm in the early hours, but I was very tired and only heard the all-clear at about half-past two. Poor Mother and Father, how they hate these alarms in the middle of the night.
Cold and foggy this morning, but no more rain. Home to lunch. This afternoon to the mill, chopping and carting firewood. An alarm from 7.15 to 10.25pm. Few planes about, and distant gunfire to the south west, I suppose guns near Billericay. Occasionally one can see shells bursting in the sky in that direction, like a lot of matches being struck.