I feel better now, less flummoxed. An article, which I consider adequate and workmanlike has been written on Dugdale, finished at three o’clock. I then found that I had forgotten to listen to Machines, and felt enraged but now view it more philosphically. Maybe it had to be. It can’t be helped. The Harrisons listened and liked it, so did Mrs. Edwards. It appears they cut it off unfinished. Black mark for David, too long. Anyhow, that job is finished. I’m going to write to the School here to see if I can listen there next week.

                        Just been round the mill with Avery, and brought him back for tea with me and Juliet in the front room. Nice soul. Interested in my books, admires our house. Wants to be friends.

                        Tony and Betty come for their table this evening and for a game of darts. I will work till they come and after they go.

                        Letter from Bobby second post, he comes on Saturday, after lunch, has an early one at Oxford with his old Housemaster. If I am alone I’ll bread and cheese it. I’ve ordered steak for tomorrow and some pressed beef and a little joint in case you are here on Sunday. No word from Jack, I’ll lie low because it is a bit awkward with Bobby here and S.W.E. here tomorrow evening. Hope you are here. The Right Thing To Do is to come on Sunday with your mother, though you and Bobby and I alone will get on better. We can talk more freely and easily.  I will probably have to play cricket after all. Butler has tooth trouble and Blundel can’t play and Avery may go racing. So Chapman and Dick Albut are playing and if Avery fallsout definitely I shall play. Hope to, secretly, inspite of everything and everyone.

                        Come Saturday evening if you can, or Sunday morning else, and if Conscience is really strong, bring your mother on Sunday afternoon. You know how you are needed.

How go the plans for the Day ? Invites in hand ? We should get them out fairly soon now, don’t you think ? I must meet Arthur and Bill in committee soon for the organisations, if any. What a Thrill about the chairs. Our house will look grand, and with the Chair Covers on as well we’ll make Stowe House look  like a slum. I’ve given the store cupboard one coat of linseed oil, it looks grand, gleams at you as you come in.

                        Now I must write some more. Hanging over my pore head are the synopses, the quotes, the pictures and the questions for Peasant’s Revolt and Bible, both to go on Wednesday next ! ! ! I need someone to encourage, help, and talk to.

                        God bless you, I’ll wait for your letter tomorrow, and wait to see you. Don’t you think it better for me to stay quietly here, writing, reading and thinking, tomorrow ? I can find the quotes and pictures in the Liberry on Monday.