Wednesday
Beautiful day, slight frost
early. Confused tormenting dreams. Spent morning in the Library, and the nprepared draft of report for the Annual Meeting next month. This afternoon Mrs Munday sent £3.3 for
Edwards’ testimonial, bringing total to just over £20 – not quite £1 for each
year he has been here!!
This evening went to the sewer
excavation in the Vicarage paddock. At
the W. end there is a burst layer, with bricks, stoneware sherds, oysters, and
fragments of stone, apparently late 17th century.
The foreman of the job told me
that he was in the Suffolks at Meanee Barracks in 1904, and remembered the
murder of Maude Lewis. He also
remembered the great “invasion” manoeuvres, and saw von Kluck and his staff
there. He sleeps in the wooden hut on
the site, because beds are impossible to find in Wisbech. His wife had been bombed and buried in London , and he had had
“three fine sons” killed in the war. In
the air-raid a picture of Jesus was unharmed.
This impressed him enormously.
Very bad ‘plane crash near Bury St Edmund’s
yesterday morning. Glorious moon
tonight.
This evening a wonderful
Hogarthian scene in Norfolk Street – a girl of about 15, half undressed, was
standing in a doorway screaming filthy obscenities at two Yankees who were
retreating hurriedly, while an elder sister tried to pull her back.
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