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I have just written those august words, Rodmell,
August 1931. And its good, no better
that I thought. Who else in the whole of
Sussex can say that? Weather all sorts; river running; boat swimming; loud
speaker, camera, Electric Lights, fridgidaire – thus I run through those material
blessings which one ought to say make no difference, Yet they do – Heal beds too; my wide empty
room to wake in; to go to bed in
crossing the garden by the pale flowers – the garden lit by our bright lights.
August 7, 1931 (D4 36)
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