22nd August 1942

Dull, with strong S.W. wind so went in by train this morning.  Very busy day.  Had old Bob out this afternoon and carted hurdles to the “Bull” yard to send out on the Boxted carrier.  Tea at the Regal.  Arranged with Butcher to let in the firewatchers tonight, as I decided to have a night off.

Drove out at half past 6.  Saw 2 boys gleaning in a field at Crockleford.  Nott tells me that dozens of people are gleaning on the Committee’s land at Mersea.  I have never seen gleaners before that I can remember.

Rather cool tonight, some rain, and clouds hurrying across the face of the moon.  I have a sudden longing to go to Wales.

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