Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Saturday 29th June 1935

Di arrived at half past three, as arranged. We undressed on the bank near Penta Hook and swam. Great thrill in a mad whirl around the island, in the grip of a racing current. Lay on the bank until our costumes dried.

Hasty tea at a cottage in Thorpe. Hasty kisses in a field nearby. (The final embrace in a path between stinging nettles.)

Beach, of the Works turned up and we had several drinks, sitting in the yard. Think he’d had one too many – rather careful about his departure. His arrival prevented my writing a sticky, stupid letter of farewell to Diana. Glad it did!


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