Mr B in good spirits as he has already bought my entire veg. seeds and sets for the summer and Mark who calls himself Tree Dragon arrived soon after to half pollard stream side willow which was choking one of the biggest roses. He has a new ladder which has solid frame to balance it sides and bottom. He also cut down young ash growing in holly bush and even trimmed top of holly where it is getting into wires by door.He left a pile of logs and minced up all the twigs. Tree surgery is going well,unlike oil business. New driver delivering my oil says big distributing firm in South East which fuels most of London has gone bust with loss of 1000jobs so what shall we do for a petrol free Olympics? Mobile Library still running and brought me the Paxman ‘Empire’ which should cover my grandfathers born in the 1850s and 60s to end of 2nd War. Will China’s African adventures do better than ours?
London January 25th Monday 1943
Rang up O’Donovan in the afternoon and told I need not yet despair about going to North Africa. Nothing is settled yet. Went to typing so home by 8pm Cooked myelf colossal supper. I have a mouse !(Ed. I wish I sometimes said what we ate. Potatoes were never rationed but macaroni, the only form of pasta I remember was on ‘Points’ which meant a weekly limit. Bread was not rationed till 1945.As a single person eating my main meal daily in a canteen or restaurant I was never short of food. It was more difficult after the war as rations continued for another five years when I became a young mother feeding a family.)
january 25th wednesday’12
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