Thursday
There was rain all last night,
and this morning everything was wonderfully green and sweet. Fine and warm all day. Had a letter from Father, 3 and a half pages,
dear old man. Answered at once. Also had a letter from Poulter, asking my advice
as to whether he should go to Winchester ,
which he has again been offered. If he does
leave it would really be the end of the Colchester Museum
“Colchester Gazette” came, from
which we learn that old Dr Campbell of Layer Marney
Towers
Had the windows cleaned, for the
first time for a year.
Tonight took Jessie Swift to the
orchestral concert in the Queen’s School.
It was really very good indeed.
Very funny incident – the programme included
“Eine Kleine Nacht Musik”, which by what I imagined to be a printer’s error was
written “Keine”. To my delight, when the
item was announced, the conductor actually read it out as “Keine”!
Walked home in a pleasant warm
evening, under the stars. Had a cup of
coffee at the Swifts and then to bed.
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