Sunday January 15th 1933

In the morning, a few boxing bouts with Mr. Wood and general “housey” exercises. Afternoon reading, dozing, talking, eating and listening to the wireless. Evening the same plus some short -hand. Every Sunday seems wasted nowadays. I have no energy left to enjoy rest days or spare time -

Slow on your dials the shadows creep,
So many hours for food and sleep.
So many hours ‘til study tire,
So many hours for hearts desire.

(Robert Bridges)