Friday, August 01, 2008

Wednesday 17th January 1940

Met Eileen in Nottingham. The train rolled through white fields; the carriage was fairly warm. I slept from Bleasby to Nottingham.

Eileen took me to The Oriental Café, a snug underground place with good food – of the type frequented by commercial travellers. Coffee, poached egg and tea cakes for Eileen, coffee, sausage and chips and mushrooms on toast for me – with fiery Worcester sauce!

Lovely to have a purse full of money. Fancy going to Nottingham just for a meal!
All the way back – we had a carriage to ourselves – Eileen was in an impish, mischievous mood, full of vital gaiety. She has many moods but this was a particularly delightful sort of mood.


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