Thursday 3rd August 1939

So much for yesterday. I’m still sitting by the ford. Grey rain is falling still.
I have been here over two hours, alone. I will have another cup of tea, re-read this diary then, perhaps, go home.

Evening: Met George and Jacko in Chelmsford. Still raining, so we went to the pictures – and saw the same “horrific” film which I saw at Laindon yesterday. Afterwards, supper and the usual pow-wow. Switched out the light at 2:15 a.m.