28th March 1942

No harrowing as Roger has a sore shoulder. Bright and sunny, but cold wind.

In the “East Anglian” today that poor old Revd. Worsfold is dead and buried, age 86. He was an incredibly dirty old fellow, the most decrepit parson I ever saw. [Revd. Worsfold died after a fall down the stairs, which EJR mentioned on 24th March 1942]

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