29th June 1941

Cool and cloudy. Cycled over to Lawford. Sawed up tree trunks this afternoon, both Parrington and myself making ourselves quite exhausted. In the morning, turning haycocks. Lovely lunch, with strawberries and cream. After lunch I ground some corn, read “Punch” and talked. Mrs. B. and Penelope came to tea, also Mr. Josiah Wedgwood, who is an authority on bees. Whether he is any relation to the potter I do not know. Penelope and I turned over more haycocks after tea. She was very nice, and promised to see me on Tuesday.

Left at 7. Glorious evening. Cycled through the Stour Valley to Dedham. The congregation were singing loudly in the chapel by the gurgling Black Brook as I cycled past. Called on the Sissons. Remarks made about the crowds of soldiers and girls strolling up and down the village street. Where do all these girls come from? Ribald comments on “our ally, Russia”.

Left at 11.30. Sun still sinking in the west, crescent moon rising. Colchester at midnight. Fed Bob. Called at home for a clean shirt.

E.J. Rudsdale Talk at Bourne Mill - 17th August 2011

Readers may be interested to know that I have been invited to give a talk on E.J. Rudsdale and his journals at Bourne Mill, the National Trust property in Colchester, on Wednesday 17th August 2011 at 7.00pm.



The tranquil setting of Bourne Mill in Colchester



Regular readers will know that Rudsdale was the custodian of Bourne Mill during the war years and his horse, Bob, was stabled there. It will, therefore, be very fitting to be able to recall his life at this historically important property which meant so much to him.

If you are visiting the Colchester area in August, it will be a pleasure to see you there.

To book your place telephone 01206 572422 or email: bournemill@nationaltrust.org.uk More details can be found on the Bourne Mill events website

Bourne Mill is open to visitors during the summer months on Thursdays, Sundays and Bank Holiday Mondays from 2pm-5pm. Visit the National Trust website for Bourne Mill for more details.

Many thanks, Catherine Pearson

19th June 1941

Cycled over to the Belfields’ at Dedham tonight, to help Penelope cart hay. Hot. Made myself very, very tired, and felt ill on the way back. Anne Hughes-Stanton came over from Stratford, a strange moody child, dark and rather handsome. All she wanted to talk about was her recent appendicitis operation.

18th June 1941

Gorgeous day. Very hot. Everybody gone to the Derby at Newmarket.

17th June 1941

Another beautiful day. Actually light until after 12 tonight. Had tea with Dolly S. Many planes going out tonight just before midnight.

15th June 1941

Dull, warm day. Went to Boxted this afternoon. Mrs. Rose has found rather a nice iron pothook in one of the cottage chimneys. The Sissons called while I was there. Mrs. Rose says that an old lady of 80, living next door, told her that when she was a child they used to say they could hear the Devil shoeing horses on a Sunday, in a shed at Rivers Hall. Is this perhaps a variation of the Devil shoeing his hoof?

14th June 1941

Short alarm in the early hours of the morning. Think I heard a distant bomb. It is a curious thing that so often lately there have been mercifully thick clouds at night, which considerably restrict enemy activity.

Drove over to Fingringhoe this afternoon and had tea at Benham’s. He was in quite good form.