Up at 7.30, rather cold, but brilliant sunshine. ‘Planes began to go out rather high.
Captain Folkard not in today. Went down to
’s the coachbuilder’s about an
account. Lovely tub-trap there, on
mail-axles, dated 1893. Little Lawrence is wonderfully
hard working, and does a tremendous amount of small jobs. Found by records today that another 5 wagons
have been sent to Wigborough, which ought to help this harvest. Lawrence
Called at the Town Hall about last night’s row, but Borough Engineer’s office refused to talk sense – said they had no idea who was responsible for Castle watchers.
Had to go to DCRE’s office in
Winnock Rd., about a water pipe at
Peldon. Very dashing looking A.T. in the
outer room, smoking a cigarette, which she parked on a radiator before
announcing me to the DCRE, who told me a most amusing story about some Land
girls in the Midlands literally chasing an Italian POW, catching him behind a
haystack and pulling off his trousers, saying “Now let’s see if you’re a
man!” The result was he prosecuted for
assault in the local court!
Went home to tea, being so near.
Lovely evening. Went out with Hampshire to Elmstead, for the sake of driving for an hour.