Soldiers marching past in the
rain, singing “My old man said ‘Follow the van’”. Several pair-horse wagons
going by. Busy all morning. More serious trouble with the Women's Land Army but the
Writtle authorities refuse to take any action, even in the worst cases.
This afternoon to see the
Repertory Company, but not a very good show.
Weather became finer and warmer
about tea time. Called on Alderman Sam
Blomfield and mentioned the possibility of my returning to the Museum. The suggestion was rather coldly received,
and he was obviously embarrassed at the prospect. He seems to prefer to have me outside the
Museum, to be used as a consultant wherever he wishes, rather than to have me
back and risk trouble with Hull . All very well, but I am not going to stand
for this sort of thing, and I will see that the Committee soon understand my
position.
Had tea at Jacklin’s, then called
at home. Father very well. Called at Winnock Lodge, and saw Dick Ralling
from Southend. He is now driving an old
bus, converted for use as an ambulance, and was expecting to be called back at
any moment. They have been ‘standing
by’ for weeks, but don't know quite what for.
All the drivers have been warned for action next week.
At 9 o’clock called at the
American Red Cross Club in Priory
St , with a message from Poulter to Miss Marie Wall, a
delightful black lady of about 25. Talked for an hour or so, and then
to Boxted. Clouds coming up again, and
not many ‘planes about. Hopes for yet
another quiet night.
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