Saturday 16th March 1935

Evening of pub crawling with Bob Young. (Symbolic of the new chapter.) Drinks at the Red Lion, Pack Horse, Angel and Swan. At the Pack we took our glasses onto the river veranda. Leaned over the rail, happily. The night was warm. At the Swan we tried two rooms – lounge and saloon bar. The latter was very noisy but cheerful.

We were both cheerful as we walked back to Thorpe along Chertsey Lane. The beer seemed to make us happy and witty.

(Symbolic of the new chapter. Yes, it’s better than the art of introspection)