27th September 1942

Sunday
Mr and Mrs Minney, Mrs Belfield, and her “poet” all came to tea.  Mr. Minney is still engaged in writing a film story on the life of Laval, which, if it is as dull as he is, will not be a very attractive picture.  The “poet” appears to be growing a beard, and looks more of an insufferable young ass than usual.

Drove to Colchester immediately after tea, as I was on duty tonight.

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