Cloudy, strong SW wind. Rather cold. (No trouble to get up but have no clock).
There was another alarm last night, but I knew nothing about it. Clouds cleared, and at 10 o’clock the sirens wailed out. I felt myself pale until I suddenly realised it was the new monthly test. As the noise died away there was a sound of planes and a heavy explosion. Wondered what would happen if an attack coincided with a test.
To Birch this afternoon, first time for a month. Saw Joanna’s baby, tiny, blue-eyed, long headed. I said to Joanna, “he’s a dolichocephalic like a Highlander.” She replied “I don't wonder – he was started in
Scotland!” She presided at tea – looking lovely, and as
kind as ever. Nothing much at
meeting. Percival now in Ireland. How I envy him - Saturday night in
Essex – Sunday night in Dublin.