Cold but sunny. In the papers that Civil Defence Corps “stands down” today. It was true – Penny was below, packing up papers. Went to
Barton Rd and
demanded the return of our table. Penny
asked me to leave the chairs down below a little
longer, otherwise they would have nothing to sit on!
Saw a circus moving into the field in
Harecroft Road. A motor van had stuck, and by the side of it
stood a very pretty dark gypsy girl holding a can of petrol in one hand and a
Pekinese in the other, while a lame man fitted a funnel to the tank.
Old Edwards came in for nearly 2 hours, quite preventing me from working on the stuff for the Annual Meeting.
Rain began this afternoon. Tonight bombers were going out en masse, perhaps carrying food for the Dutch. The 9 o’clock news tonight reported a general surrender in
capitulation of an army of over a million men.
Soon after 10 tonight Jones, Deputy Surveyor called, and was talking about “peace celebrations”. Apparently there are rifts in the lute – the schools are not going to any parades, and some sections of the Civil Defence won’t go either because they loathe the Controller, Ollard. All people want to do is to forget about the whole affair.
Air raid alarms are now ended. How very, very strange that is. So the alarm on 26 March really was the last.
Colchester Gazette came today. Poor old Smith is dead, at 87. What a farrier he was, and what a man for the hackneys! Wrote to Hilda tonight.