Wednesday
At about 2 o’clock this afternoon
a big searchlight battery came through the town and crossed over the bridge in
the direction of Wisbech St Mary. Looked
ominous, as there have been no searchlights in this district for two years
now. Nobody likes to have the lights
about, as they say they “attract bombs”, in much the same way people might say
candles attract moths. It was a big
convoy, with stoves, sections of portable huts, all the kit,
generator trailers, bicycles strapped on everywhere. Thought of all the days long ago when I used
to see the horse-drawn coopers trundling smoking up Wimpole Road , the
cooks walking behind, and the great pontoons with their teams of eight or ten
horses.
A fine warm day. Worked in the office until 8, then home to
more writing.
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