Friday
Fine, sunny, and warm. Miss Bentley said: “Did you hear the sirens? Just
on a quarter to two. I heard gunfire a
long way off.” But I had slept through
both alarm and all-clear.
Wonderful! How strange not to
hear it when the siren at Mile End is less than 2 miles away. At Higham the Ipswich
siren used to wake me sometimes.
Great excitement at the brothel
over the way this morning – one of the numerous babies fell out of the bedroom
window, about 15 feet, but was not apparently very much hurt. Polly Browne and Mrs Smith rushed over the
road, and there was a rare to do.
Now stated in the press that over
600 French people were killed at Lille
last Sunday. These vile outrages are
committed without any comment in our allegedly “free” press. I see that the Americans have had to pay
1,000,000 dollars compensation to the Swiss for bombing Schaffenhausen in broad
daylight, but the wretched French, who are every bit as neutral as the Swiss,
get nothing.
Rain began about 6, and kept on
quite hard until after 8. Hope it will
be a thoroughly bad night.
In the Essex County Standard this week is a
photograph of a wedding at Lawford, at which the two little Nichols children were
bridesmaids. This was headed “Queen’s
Relatives as Bridesmaids” and the account stated that the similarity between
the Nichols children and their distant relatives, the two Princesses, was
remarkable. As I believe the
relationship is that the children’s aunt (Mrs Nichols' sister) married a Bowes-Lyon,
a distant relation of Queen Elizabeth, any
resemblance would be pretty remarkable.
Notice that the fire danger seems
to be lessening, no doubt thanks to the tremendous efforts of firemen and
fireguards. Until recently there were
posters out all over the place saying “A Thousand Fires a day are Helping
Hitler!” Now new posters are out which
simply say “There is a Fire every Two Minutes – Help to Prevent Them”. As there
are 1440 minutes in a day, these means 720 fires, an improvement of 280.
The Essex County Standard this week is also
making a great point about the demolition of Middle Mill, to my mind
wrongly. Very little of the existing
building is old, and the larger part of it was built after about 1905. The whole of the machinery except the wheel
was destroyed by the Corporation about 10 years ago, and the amenities of the
place have been so altered in recent years there is nothing left to make a fuss
about. However, Alderman Blomfield and Duncan
Clark are to examine the place next week.
It is very typical of Colchester
methods to allow a good place to be destroyed piece-meal, and then to kick up a
row at the very end, when it is too late.
Called today at a little
cycle-repair shop at St. Botolph’s Corner, opposite the ‘Prince of Wales’, and
was much struck by the pathos of the old man who owns it. His little stock was carefully protected from
the sun by sheets of brown paper, which he removed to get me a bottle of oil
and then replaced with great care, and I thought how sad it seemed, that in his
old age he should have to rely on selling these odds and ends for a
livelihood.
Still raining hard. The weather has broken at last. Not a sound of planes anywhere.
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