My 30th Birthday. A year ago how depressed I felt at the prospect of becoming middle-aged. Now how cheerful I feel at the idea that I am now in a more senior age-group, and much more likely to be in a “reserved” job. Went down to Rose’s tonight and had a specially nice supper for my birthday and she gave me a lot of chocolates and a fountain pen, a thing I have wanted for years.
By February 1940 conscription had largely been confined to men up to the age of 27 and as Eric remained in a reserved job owing to his position as a local government official he was less likely to be called up at this stage. For more information on Eric's attitude towards conscription, see his previous diary entry for 31st December 1939.
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