An alarm at 9.30 this morning. I heard gunfire, and ran up onto the roof in time to see an attack on Bromley. The sky was full of shell-bursts, and I could hear the plane making off out to sea. All-clear came in a few minutes. Maura Benham came down to Bourne Mill this morning, and we cleaned out one of the ditches.
This afternoon rode over to Dedham and had tea at Sissons’. The day, cloudy.