Heavy rain all night. It is a year today since the bombing of
Essex Street [in Colchester] on just such a day as
this. Went in soaking wet,
drenched. But the old adage “Rain before
7, fine before 11” held good, and the sun came out in the middle of the
morning. People ringing up all day about the Women's Land Army girls walking off. Col. Blewitt
phoned to say a whole gang had left his land without a word.
Went home after tea. There was an alarm at midnight until 1am. I heard planes flying low in clouds, but thought they were RAF. Bombs fell near Harwich and Dovercourt, and damaged several houses, I believe. The old people of course, got up. Am wondering whether I can get them out to Higham.
Got back at 7.30 tonight. Sky clear, and stars out, but no planes.