13th February 1945

More rain, but cleared up.  Grammar School party first thing, my talk quite a success.  Then busy on letters for the rest of the day.  Tonight went to a very dull WEA meeting at the Queen’s School, hoping that Charlotte Osborne would be there.  She was, but her husband too, a big, burly man, works at Smedley’s Canning Factory as an accountant.  Arranged to go with Charlotte to the clay pits at Emneth tomorrow.

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