Sunday, September 16, 2007

Tuesday 25th August 1936

Richard left 7.30 a.m. and Wilf came – until 9 p.m.

Evening – a fairly peaceful one – we went on the river and discussed neurosis, psycho-analysis, insomnia and all that. The weather is still – grand.

Into the river as soon as I leave the works in the evenings.
The first plunge makes me forget the stickiness of the day – when the stores thermometer has been hovering near 80 degrees. Guess this summer was wasted until the middle of last month. I was becoming a smug suburbanite!

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