7th October 1942

This morning interviewing gangers for the [War Agricultural] Committee.  Rather a poor lot, nothing suitable.

Tonight there was a small thunderstorm, with a good deal of lightening, and in the midst of it we could hear many planes going out to sea.  I felt sure that one of them at least would crash with its load of bombs.  We could hear several turn round and go back when they reached the coast.

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