Up early, and got in by 10 past 9. Brilliant day, pale blue sky, fog in the valley. Carting off beet at Higham, and two horse-teams ploughing near
Stratford. One of the ploughmen was setting his coulter
as I went by, the Suffolk
horses standing in a cloud of steam.
Received a Christmas card today from the Penroses in
– posted in , at half past eleven at night on
Nov. 1. That’s about 6 hours earlier
than our time, so at the moment one of the Penroses went through the lamp-lit
streets of the city to the letter-box, I was fast asleep in this lonely
cottage, at 5.30 in the morning. It was
then the day before Mother was taken ill. London, Ontario
Committee at Birch, very short. We got through the business well, and I was back in
Colchester by 5. At tea everybody talking about the
sinking of the “Scharnhorst”, the Chairman laughing because somebody had
sympathised with the drowned Germans.
A lot of talk about the review of all agricultural labour which is now to be made, as the Executive Committee have powers to take men from one farmer and send them to another or take them into their own employment. This has already caused a good deal of hardship and indignation. Saw Joanna in Birch Park with baby. Tritton gone to sea.
When I got back to Colchester saw Diana going across the top of North Hill, so I ran after her and went to
The play, “Lady Precious Stream” is going very well. Left at 6, when she went back to the
theatre. A lovely golden evening, faint
stars, mist and the last traces of the sun.
No planes about, and went off to Thorington Hall to see Mr Tricher,
wondering if the beacon would be lit, but it was not, although several times I
imagined I saw the flash of it. Balkerne Gardens
Both the Trichers very friendly. Spoke of Penroses and Sissons, and emphasised I had known them both for years. I suggested I should have one room upstairs and left him to get in touch with Sisson. It is a glorious house, and I should love to get in there.
To Higham, 8pm. Very thick and cold. Freezing hard. Early bed.