Wednesday 31st October 1934

Last night, after supper was over, I worked long and hard at my homework. When the sitting room was bitterly cold I went to bed and worked at my notes there, in the silence. Past 4 o’clock before I switched out the light and went to sleep.

A cold day at work. Half past four in the silent grinding shop. Silent inside but rain drummed on the roof above. Miss Walmsly of the office (Seventeen and sweet) and Davis, he fitter, talking lazily with me.