Friday 1st November 1935

With Goodall today. An unusual lunch. We bought fish and chips and ate them with our fingers, sitting in the van. I bought two cups of tea from a coffee stall and Goodall lent me a sensational magazine (Forced to sing love songs to bandit killer!)

Later, we reported for duty at the Edgware Road depot. Being moved to Harrow Road. We transported three lorry loads of stock and furniture. (“Can’t get it out unless we take the door off!”) At Harrow Rd. until 6.30 (I standing in a trap, head and shoulders emerging from the pavement, passing cans down to the basement).

Head traveller Barber stood a round of drinks to his workers. Happy day.