Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Saturday 22nd and Sunday 23rd June 1935

Damn hot. Too sticky to write about!

I sat in my bedroom until midnight, clad only in pyjamas; writing a letter which began – “Dearest my Lucy”… Did not tell Dick she had written to me. Glad I was sufficiently reserved to keep silent.

Still hard up! I’m bloody well sick of it.

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