Friday 11th August 1939
Tolerably good day on the road in Southend. And dryness and sunshine!
Evening: Jacko, George and I were together. Singing lustily, we drove through Chelmsford (“Clementine” and “Loch Lomond” were rendered in almost perfect harmony) and reached The Oasis with a rather doubtful “Ye Banks and Braes of Bonnie Doon”.
Coffee, welsh rarebit a l’Oasis and an hours telephone call to Pat. We were able to phone in comfort, sitting at the bar. Everyone became interested in our conversation and we eventually handed photographs around so that they could appreciate it better.
Back to town. Jacko fetched Mary out; she sat on Georges’ knee at the back of the car and showed us some new underclothes she’d bought. (She wasn’t wearing them!) She laughed and sparkled and was happy. We took her up to The Sunbeam and she stood us coffee. Left her at about midnight. The three of us discussed psychological subjects until two o’clock or so.
Evening: Jacko, George and I were together. Singing lustily, we drove through Chelmsford (“Clementine” and “Loch Lomond” were rendered in almost perfect harmony) and reached The Oasis with a rather doubtful “Ye Banks and Braes of Bonnie Doon”.
Coffee, welsh rarebit a l’Oasis and an hours telephone call to Pat. We were able to phone in comfort, sitting at the bar. Everyone became interested in our conversation and we eventually handed photographs around so that they could appreciate it better.
Back to town. Jacko fetched Mary out; she sat on Georges’ knee at the back of the car and showed us some new underclothes she’d bought. (She wasn’t wearing them!) She laughed and sparkled and was happy. We took her up to The Sunbeam and she stood us coffee. Left her at about midnight. The three of us discussed psychological subjects until two o’clock or so.
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