Diary pages from this date

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.

Medical exam, wt 132 - bl.pr 100

Cloudy, hot, light airs.

Odd jobs. Rings for Pope, Mary, Brown, Raymond, Dawes & G. Window frame from P.O.C. for Leprosarium. ((Several choices for the other names. "P.O.C." = Prison Officers' Club))

Slept on roof but rain spoilt. Full moon, eclipse. [Little pencil drawing of moon]