Sat up again last night, doing
Journal extracts, yet do not feel tired today.
Still very high wind, but not so many clouds. Poulter ‘phoned this morning to say that some
sheds were being demolished against the Town Wall in Vineyard Street, so I went
along there at lunchtime and found Bullock’s old stables and sheds were being
taken down – Kenn, as Buildings Inspector, had had them condemned as a
dangerous structure. This is of course
nonsense, but Kenn seems to have taken leave of his senses lately – Sisson, who
at one time rather favoured him, now considers him to be a serious menace in
the town.
However, in this case no harm has
been done, and about 50 feet of the Wall, standing to a height of 15 feet, has
now been exposed. At one point there is
an arched opening, rather like a drain, but the top has been broken away and it
is difficult to see exactly what it is as it is so dark. This may possibly be the drain to which William Wire
refers [in his diary], when he mentions one on the E. side of Scheregate.
Must see Sisson and ask him to
get in touch with O’Neil [from the Ministry of Works], so that steps may be taken to prevent rebuilding
there.
This afternoon should have gone
to Fordham, but could not face the wind, as heart pains have been rather bad
lately. Suddenly decided to go to the
cinema with Diana, which I did, and much enjoyed it – Arnold Bennett’s “Buried
Alived”, called “Holy Matrimony”. Very
well done. Afterwards we had tea at
Last’s.
To Higham at 7. Still no beacon. This is very odd indeed. Can there have been a big RAF disaster? The men are still there on the hill, as I can
hear their voices in the distance. I
believe they came into the house today, as the furniture in the sitting room
had been moved, and the radio changed to long-wave tuning.
Heard on the Calais radio tonight
a long list of names – about 80, of British N.C.O.’s and men who were killed by
American bombers at a prison camp in Italy.
The list was read out with great dignity, and then a beautiful and very
sad air was played.
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