Strong S.W. gale, with low swirling clouds. As I was going by
, a small observation plane came
over from the direction of Fordham, at no very great height. Over Parsons Heath it turned as if to go
back, but the wind was so strong it remained almost motionless for some
moments, until the wind pressure blew it
clean over, like a dead leaf. This
happened four times, and I expected ever minute to see it crash, but somehow
the pilot succeeded in bringing it onto a level keel again. However, nothing he could do would make any
headway against the wind, so at last he turned and fled before it, heading N.E.
perhaps to try to work round on another tack. St. John’s Church
Alarmed to hear on the radio that enemy aircraft were “off the coast of
at noon yesterday, in thick cloud. Hope
they are not going to begin cloud-raiding again.
Tremendous gale tonight, blew me back to Higham in 35 minutes. No beacon.