This morning promised a continuation of the warm weather of the last two days but the afternoon saw a change, the weather reverting back to the drizzle and cold winds which we have endured all winter.
Once more today I handed my name into the Billet Office with the other B/Cs under 21 years of age who have jobs to go back to in
. I have not been worrying so much of late as
to what the future holds for me. In the
back of my mind I am still entertaining the idea of Estate Auctioneering. I mentioned this in a letter home a short
time ago and in an answer to it although mum approves of the idea dad withholds
any comment. England
Duty today was even more dull in the rain. We now do a systematic search of all the offices as on Saturday a cigarette packet was found containing explosive enough to seriously injure a man.
This morning was dull but brightened for the afternoon.
I started a letter to Joyce but was interrupted so many times by visitors that I had to give it up for completion some other time.
|Shimmering Substance - Jackson Pollock, 1946 |
courtesy of www.moma.org/
It is surprising how fast the usually long evenings pass when such discussions develop.
I have a slightly sore throat this evening, I hope I don’t have to go sick again before the 8th of next month.
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