2nd July 1943

Cloudy in the morning, then rapidly clearing to be a very fine day.  Home to tea.  Mother had heard a story from Ella that there had been a big explosion on an aerodrome near Haverhill, when a bomb was mishandled while being loaded into a ‘plane.  She said 28 Americans were killed.

All the Langham ‘planes were up this evening, flying slowly round the town, very low, making an ear splitting noise.  Calm golden evening at 10 o’clock.  Felt rotten, went to bed in daylight.

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