Thursday
Fine morning. Much warmer.
Had to call for a gallon of oil at Brown’s, East
St. , as we had missed the delivery at Higham. Chaos at the office, as the daily woman had
not been and there were no fires alight nor any cleaning done.
Clouded over about 10, and the sirens sounded, the
first alarm in daylight for several months.
Several fighter planes came over, apparently
from either Wormingford or Langham, so apparently we are not quite unprotected
now. The all-clear came within 10 or 15
minutes, and nothing happened.
Tonight went to the Roses at
Boxted, and had supper. A new crescent
moon, lying on its back, and twinkling stars.
A lot of planes about, and I heard heavy bombers going out in the distance about 6 o’clock. Got to Higham at 10, no beacon. Apparently the beacon only flashes on certain
nights now. During the last few weeks it
has been every third night. Cloudy at
10, but I wish we had more really bad weather.
Saw Hervey Benham, and lent him a
series of aeroplane photos, all local.
One shows the flight on the Abbey Field in 1913, which I well
remember. Strange and horrifying to
think what these crude contraptions have developed into.
1 comment:
I remember Brown's was still open as a hardware shop about 10/12 years ago and since then converted into residential use. It still looks much the same though!
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