Saturday 26th October 1935

Not much to do at the Works. And I saw nothing of Mr Val! Said cheerio to Koke. Had lunch at Chertsey.

Evening; cycled to Dick’s place. Left there at 10.30 and returned through the dark, dark Windsor Park. The red deer… Was I afraid? Well, my heart was thudding rather harder than usual! A few pedal strokes carried me from dangerous wildness into fashionable society. Some sort of party at Bishopsgate. Scores of cars arriving; men in immaculate evening dress; beautiful women.

Two emotions suffused me – discontentment and desire: ambition