Sunday, February 18, 2007

Tuesday 8th August 1933

I was up fairly early but let them stay in bed late. There are only five of us tonight - the others went at tea time. We had tea in the boats and afterwards punted around to the tune of a gramophone, until it grew too cold. Beautiful moon out tonight. It is about full and rises into a clear sky from behind trees, just at dusk.

Time does not exist here. Nor the worries of the everyday world; the days simply pass happily by. It cannot last for ever so I will enjoy it while I can.


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