Brilliant sunny morning, huge flights of aircraft going out. Planning the Wisbech trip, timetables etc. Terrible place to get to, and shall have to stay for a night.
Went up to the Repertory workshop, and found Diana. Told her what I am trying to do. Took her to lunch, and then to a very bad cinema show. Dear Diana. Talked about her charming little sister in Edinburgh, of whom she seems very fond.
Had tea alone at Winnie’s cafe. Wrote to Wisbech, to go on Friday.
Felt terribly depressed as a result of this, and wandered off to Lexden. Lovely starlit night. A warning so I went up Baker’s Lane towards Bergholt, and three ‘divers’ came roaring past a little to the north, so low they seemed to scud along the ground. A
train came behind them, very slowly and cautiously. The alarm lasted from 8.15 to 8.45. Two rockets fell far away between 10 and
In Winnie’s café heard people talking of rumours of war with
Sharp frost tonight. Bed early and hopefully.