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| Box of bowls balls at Monk's House |
October 6, 1939
Also, there’s the war: or rather the non-war. Nothing happens. All is held up. Nightly we’re served out with a few facts, or
a childstory of the adventures of a submarine. . . . I sitting on Kingston Hill & watching the
destroying clouds point like a great feathered grey blue wing over the channel. Suddenly the rain bursts & I dash home: a
great evening, & bowls with L. I’m beaten.
I compose articles on Lewis Carroll & read a great variety of books –
Falubert’s life, R.’s lectures, out at last, a life of Erasmus & Jacques
Blanche.
(D5 240)
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