Wednesday March 1st 1933

Went back to work today. The finger still hurts and I fear it will swell again. Have had no pay yet so am rather short.

Mr. Bates has evolved a new scheme of butter fighting. Now we do not ever get more than two days prints in hand. By 11 today enough butter was made to last until tomorrow night so we packed up then.

I was reading in the afternoon – the passion has gripped me again.