Wakened by the chorus of birds in the trees in
and in the gardens at the back. Had a
very good breakfast. Miss Tovey turns
out to be a most charming little old lady, of about 79 or 80. Has lived in the Fens
all her life, and knows everybody.
About 9.30, a very smart milk pony came clattering down the road, pulling a little green float on rubber tyres.
School party this morning, Grammar School VI form, to see material relating to the 18th century. Very successful.
A lovely day. Went back to
Clarkson Avenue at 6, had an excellent
“high tea” in the Wisbech manner, spent the evening writing and listening to