Heard planes during the night, and once thought I heard machine-gun fire, but may have dreamt it. Lovely cloudless morning, but very cold. As I cycled in along
Ipswich Road several big flights of
American bombers flew over towards France. As they passed over Langham several of them
dropped red and green flares, which glowed very strangely in the dawn sky.
This afternoon two little snow storms drifted across the town, and it became very cold.
Dedham on the way out, but Sissons had
friends in, and I did not go in. Such a
brilliant moonlight night that I expected the beacon to be alight, but it was
not, and I spent a very peaceful evening.