Sunday 16th February 1936

Have just returned from a walk to Thorpe with Dick Young. We went to the Old Mill House (with it’s quaint candle-lit tea room, just the same). Patches of fog on the way out. Devilish thick as we returned. Only 7 o’clock but Dick has already gone, not wishing to be late in arrival.

I shall now do some homework, writing up notes about linseed oil paints.