Tuesday 15th October 1935

Getting slack in the stores now. This morning I went away with the North London lorry, as van-boy. Driver, Croucher.

Brentford, Acton, Ealing, Willesden, Winchmore Hill, Finchley. Lunch – sausage and bubble at a lorry drivers café. Harrow-on-the-Hill, Wembley. (How the thing jolted.)

Swung the handle at Wembley – and the infernal lorry jumped at me. Croucher had left it in gear! Luckily the brake held until he reached the switch.

Back at the works by 5 o’clock. Stood in the dim garage talking to Davis – Engineer-Fitter.
He finished a quiet yarn which he began telling a year ago when I was in the grinding shop.

Curious how history repeats itself – last years history.