Sunday
Up at 9.30 to find it raining at
last. Had a light breakfast, and cycled
to Dedham, with the sound of church bells coming through the rain. The hedges and grass looked very green. How badly rain is wanted, but this did not
last very long.
Had a couple of hours at Shermans
among my books, then light lunch at the Corner Café. More work on journals and photos in the
afternoon and evening. Had tea, and
later supper. Did not go back to the
Talbooth until half past ten, having spent a most enjoyable day. Mrs. Sisson spoke about my health, and advised me
to have all my teeth out at once. Much
talk about my going away, but I did not reveal the plans which are always in my
mind. Wales!
Next week will be very dark, and
I am afraid that raids will begin again.
Can’t stand very much more.
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