Started work on first floor of HK. Bank Building, and this morning scrounged this book (a thin black notebook with headings in Chinese characters; it became my diary).
Olive arrived on the morning bus from Stanley, sleeping and eating at Gloucester Hotel. She says Stanley meals very poor.
The Oxfordshire left Kowloon Wharf but hasn't departed for good yet.
Things much easier in office as we typists have a room to ourselves, and only one telephone.
Mr T. Megarry's office next to ours (I was working for him).
Olive and I in evening went to Asia Company and had ice cream and cider. It was good! Cost us Yen 160 each; also bought 1 lb bread which, with some chocolate we were given, we sent to Stanley for Mum and Mabel, via George Watt (Police) whom we met there.
A sailor was accidentally injured at Stanley, operated upon, and died last night.
Tony Cole is now at French Mission, driving for H.E. The Governor.
After dinner, Barbara B and I went for a walk down Garden Road, by Cricket Club and Naval Yard, along waterfront up Pedder Street. I wasn't very happy, it was getting dark and there was much cracker- firing. Chinese flags out. Roads in bad state, and great stones and piles of earth in the fairway.