Sunday 26th September 1936

Striking difference between life at Kapai and at Hawthorn Court. More lazy at home; at least very prone to lounge in a chair and smoke. Don’t sit down much at Kapai. Always something to do – and I like it! Quite energetic. Therefore, I treasure the few slack moments more. A lazy half-hour becomes quite an event! These Sunday afternoons at home, which end with tea – sacred to the somnolent.

Father brought me back to Kapai, 8 o’clock. Beastly damp, dark and lonely. However the stove is alight and am going to heat some milk for supper. Then shall read in bed – it is now 10 o’clock.