A lot more snow during the night. The fleecy grey clouds were blowing away as I walked up to the bus, and the sky was blue, the last thin crescent of the moon still strong enough to throw shadows on the snow. The sun came up pink and gold, and during the whole day there was hardly a cloud in the sky.
Had to draw a full week’s money this afternoon, over £600, as the banks will shut tomorrow. Stored it in the Muniment Room tonight.
Missed the 5.15 bus, and had to wait at the Bus-Park for the 6.10. There was a big crowd waiting, and we waited and waited in the queue, but no bus came. At last, not before 25 minutes to 7, a Beeston and an Eastern National Bus appeared one behind the other.
Too tired to do any work tonight. Spent an hour reading Laver’s “Perlustration of the Banlieu of Colchester” – a brilliant piece of work. I believe that this, together with the Doctor’s
Poulter told me today that Philip Corder was here recently. I wish I had seen him. After the war he is going to give up St. Alban’s Museum, and be Secretary to the Society of Antiquaries. I wonder if I should ever have a chance to get
St. Alban’s? I believe Corder would help me.
So we end another year of disasters and misery. As a rule I never attempt to foretell the future, but I do not see how the war can end before 1955. Assuming that the Russians do not collapse, it is quite possible that the Anglo-American forces will invade
Greece or this year. If successful, attempts will be made on Italy Norway, Denmark and . If these efforts too are successful, the Anglo-American forces will be in a position to attack Holland , but I do not see this at all likely before 1947 or 1948. Even if Germany is rendered helpless as a fighting unit, the war is not over. The Japanese will still be active, and Germany beaten can still help by refusing to release prisoners, just as has been done in the case of the French soldiers. Meanwhile, we shall never be safe from the German bombers. All constructive effort is absurd until this menace is removed. Germany
A war of extinction against the Japanese will of course be carried out at no matter what cost on the instruction of the big oil and rubber companies, who must recoup their losses.
And so we face 1943, without hope of peace, in fact many of us too bored and apathetic to care what is the outcome of this terrible, disastrous war.