Dull morning. Much talk all day, much telephoning, because of a strike of tractor-drivers at Abbot’s Wick. Most bizarre business. They are up in arms in favour of the foreman Frost, who is quite useless and who we want to get rid of. He has got these drivers to support him, and now proposes to appeal to the Ministry of Labour if we apply for his dismissal. This afternoon both the office ‘phone and
Baldwin’s went out of order, adding to the general
After lunch the sun came blazing out. Went to see Molly Blomfield at tea time to help her with her petrol application forms. Poulter seems unwell, and his voice is very odd.
Most of the outside staff hanging about the office all day because they have no petrol coupons and Writtle refuse to issue any more until the end of the month.
Letter from the Pope in the papers today, on bombing of
. Very good indeed. Should have an excellent effect. It is a quiet, dignified protest against this
dreadful thing which has been done by the Americans. His Holiness proposes to move into a palace
in the centre of Rome
if any other attacks are made. Rome