Friday 9th April 1937

Up at 8 o’clock today. Tramped the streets wearily until lunch time. Then Packy arrived and later, Mr Insoll. Packy and I sipped tea and coffee respectively, whilst H.I. had lunch. Simultaneously, he discussed the marketing of lemon squash with Packman and the selling of paint with me. Eventually he said I should need a car for next week. “Leave your Ford 10 down here, Packman,” he said casually. “Take it along to a garage for overhauling, then Dawson can use it tomorrow. Send the account to me”. Thus I became the (temporary) owner of a car!