28th July 1943

A quiet night, nothing but a few ‘planes about at searchlight exercise.  The light by the buildings came on, and I could hear the voices of the men as they worked it.

Brilliant morning, very hot.  Butterflies have been scarce this year, but noticed quite a lot this morning, a cloud of cabbage whites hovering over a lilac bush, Red Admirals and Peacocks fluttering about the road.  Rows of finches were sitting on the telegraph wires.

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