Air raid alarm this morning, the first that the town has heard for just a month. Nothing appeared.
Tonight I suddenly decided to drive Robin out to Lawford. He went well, only turning round there three times on meeting buses. Fortunately there was nothing behind me. He was also rather awkward about crossing
and the railway. I got to Birchett’s Wood in 50 minutes from Hythe Bridge , and called for some potatoes for Rose. Mrs. Parrington seemed very pleased to see him, and admired him. I stabled him in the cowshed. Hythe Church