Friday, March 30, 2007

March 28th to March 30th 1935

Went to town on Thursday by tube and road.

Caught a cold somewhere; bad head on Friday – cigarettes lost their savour.

Saturday, met Young at the Bells of Ouzeley. Sat in the bar window, waiting for him. (The road below, and the river with a faint sheen, in the dusk.) On the table before me, a glass of bitter and a book of poetry…

Spent the evening with beer. Think it did me good. Forgot to play the invalid.

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