Wednesday 16th January 1935

Having a cup of tea at Cliffs Wonder Bar I noticed a book with a striking title, “Covenant with Death.” I asked for and was handed the book – actual photographs of the stickier side of the War. Ghastly… And people talk casually about “the next war…” (All the time a wireless set was throbbing a jazz number – “Walking in the winter wonderland.”

In my head now, the two are inseparable – the rhythm of that song and the horror of war.)