21st December 1942

Lovely fine morning, but clouded over at lunch-time, and rain began at 6 o’clock.  Committee meeting at Birch, very long and very wearisome.  Birch Hall looked more than usually ghostly in the gloomy twilight as we came away.  Two new members attended for the first time – Mr. Macauley and Mr. Gardner Church, both of Birch parish.  G.C. is a real old Essex farmer and Macauley a Scotsman. 

Joanna’s little dog Shorty suddenly came back this afternoon, having been lost for 8 days in a fox-burrow.  She was stained bright yellow from sand, but looked very well.  How can an animal exist for such a length of time without food or water?

Writing all evening.

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