Wednesday
Heard planes going out very
early. Fine morning, high clouds,
freezing hard. Sun rose in great sheets
of crimson flame. Capt. Folkard out all day, so
very busy. Engledow telephoning from
Writtle about recommendations for the new council houses. Very anxious that nothing should be done
except by himself, - inter-departmental jealousy.
Light until well after 6, with
the moon coming up in a fog. Had tea
up-town before leaving. Poulter tells me
that old Mrs. Lyon-Campbell [Dr P G Laver's sister] is dying in the Beverley Road Nursing Home, and
that Alderman Hazell has had a stroke and is in the County Hospital
If Alderman Hazell dies there
will be another vacancy on the Museum Committee, which it will be very
difficult to fill. No Councillors take
any interest in the Museum. I see in
today’s “Gazette”, that Adams, the manager of Barclay’s Bank, has been put on
the Council in Harper’s place, now that Harper has been made an
Alderman. There must have been 10 or
11 Councillors put on unopposed since the beginning of the war.
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