Sunday, September 23, 2007

Tuesday 22nd September 1936

Foggy morning. The summer is past, dead. “There is a tide.. which taken on the flood…” Suspense. Every individual has three main “circles” – environments. Suspense and doubt in every one… love, society and work. Hell! All these three environments may be different within a month – who knows?

Lunchtime: The Runnymede kiosk. Mr Smith disconsolate. Our voices sounded very loud in the silence. Desolate, uncanny Runnymede. Reaction, after summers’ end.

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