Monday
Brilliant weather, but still not too hot. There was an alarm at 4 o’clock this morning, but the birds were already singing and the eastern sky was lightening. Nothing happened, and the all-clear came in 10 minutes.
Wrote a long letter to Proudfoot today, about Emerson’s case, giving the facts about rural blacksmiths, but I don't suppose he will understand it.
Committee at Birch this afternoon. The Chairman and Col. Furneaux both away. Quite a lot of talk about “after the war”. Alec Page said “… now that it looks as if the war may end suddenly.” What a hope!
Called at Springgate, Ardleigh tonight, and arranged to take Robin over there tomorrow.
Joy’s pony broke loose today and galloped through the village, causing more excitement than a load of bombs dropping.
Raids over London
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