Friday 5th February 1937

At 5 p.m., Mr Val telephoned the lab. “Tell Dawson to come across to my office. And tell him to put his coat on!” So I removed my overalls, washed my hands, put my jacket on, straightened my tie. (“Would you like to use my Coty?” asked Miss Theaker.)

In the office I was introduced to Mr Henderson, director of the aforesaid high-pressure selling firm. A most dynamic individual! He talked rapidly for twenty minutes, large brown eyes always watching me. I managed to insert a few words into this monologue;- “Quite”. “Oh, yes!” “Precisely”.