Tuesday November 15th 1932
Much butter beating today. Spent morning at Cheapside, beating with Langley (who is weak and not to be trusted).
At night, Lin, Mac and I had to carry four trays of butter pats back to our own shop. We carried them on a ladder across the Market Place. Lin, horrified, soon left us with three, carrying the smallest tray. Mac and I marched out, amid ribald remarks from the stall holders. Even Mac felt the weight after a while. Mac an older man is the most decent fellow in the shop. Cool headed too.
Had tea with Langley, in Watt's Tea Rooms, Silver Arcade. A tough little place.
At night, Lin, Mac and I had to carry four trays of butter pats back to our own shop. We carried them on a ladder across the Market Place. Lin, horrified, soon left us with three, carrying the smallest tray. Mac and I marched out, amid ribald remarks from the stall holders. Even Mac felt the weight after a while. Mac an older man is the most decent fellow in the shop. Cool headed too.
Had tea with Langley, in Watt's Tea Rooms, Silver Arcade. A tough little place.
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