Rain and shine, fresh wind, W. and veering to S.W. Mounting photos all morning. After lunch drove Robin to
Colchester, and brought back 3 trusses of hay. Went to Bourne Mill. Grass poor, but old Bob looking very well.
As I drove back, a sort of haze came up from the west, and cumulus clouds floating below it swam across the sky like great prehistoric monsters in an aquarium. More photo work tonight.
Sleeping badly. Find it very hard to sleep before 3a.m. Feel extraordinarily nervous for no reason at all. It seems to me that there are not quite so many heavy trains during the night as there a week or so ago.
Nott was married at Twinstead today, but nobody was invited from the office.