To St Catherine's meeting in morning, then we all started to pack in accordance with the latest rumour. It sounds impossible and rather grim, but that doesn't make it any the less improbable - we were caught on the hop on Dec. 8th 1941. ((Sadly, today I have no memory of what this 'latest rumour' was: maybe Mr Jones' diary will reveal this.))
Olive's bed broke in the night.
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