Wednesday 4th September 1935

Evening: Went to TocH, as promised long ago. Stepped into a room which was dark, except for the glimmer of the Light. (“The psychological moment”, I casually remarked, hanging up my hat.)

Typical meeting. Not in the least different. Enjoyed it. Decent blokes. Walked back along the Causeway with Smith and Withey – just the same! I delight in the conjuring back of old times, situations, scenes.