Monday 11th November 1935

West-East run, with White. At eleven o’clock we were in Hammersmith. Pulled out of a side street into Goldhawke Road when the stillness came. I saw road workers take off their caps… The lorry stopped, half over the road and we got out. Cars loomed out of a thin fog. Stopped. All except one, which tore past us… Then we all moved again.

Further up the road, I saw a lonely, untidy old woman, wiping her eyes.