Soldiers marching past in the rain, singing “My old man said ‘Follow the van’”. Several pair-horse wagons going by. Busy all morning. More serious trouble with the Women's Land Army but the Writtle authorities refuse to take any action, even in the worst cases.
This afternoon to see the Repertory Company, but not a very good show.
Weather became finer and warmer about tea time. Called on Alderman Sam Blomfield and mentioned the possibility of my returning to the Museum. The suggestion was rather coldly received, and he was obviously embarrassed at the prospect. He seems to prefer to have me outside the Museum, to be used as a consultant wherever he wishes, rather than to have me back and risk trouble with
. All very well, but I am not going to stand
for this sort of thing, and I will see that the Committee soon understand my
Had tea at Jacklin’s, then called at home. Father very well. Called at Winnock Lodge, and saw Dick Ralling from Southend. He is now driving an old bus, converted for use as an ambulance, and was expecting to be called back at any moment. They have been ‘standing by’ for weeks, but don't know quite what for. All the drivers have been warned for action next week.
At 9 o’clock called at the American Red Cross Club in
St, with a message from Poulter to Miss Marie Wall, a
delightful black lady of about 25. Talked for an hour or so, and then
to Boxted. Clouds coming up again, and
not many ‘planes about. Hopes for yet
another quiet night.