Thin drizzle early this morning, then sunny & windy, rain for about 2 hours in the middle of the day, then again sunny & windy. Dug some more. Soil is extremely soggy. Applied the nitrate of potash to leeks & such shallotts° as there are. Walnut tree shows things like tiny fir-cones which are presumably male flowers. Planted some roots of perennial sunflower, given me by Mr Hatchett.
15 eggs. Sold 1 score @ 2/6 (?Milkman).
Ah, the milkman.
“Thin drizzle doesn’t look so thin, until you see it next to some fat drizzle,” he thought that morning as he sipped his coffee and noshed an egg biscuit.
Just as he has that thought, in the near-distance, someone’s short-wave radio picks up Berlin and Goring broadcasting an appeal aimed at German youth which notes that Germany will defeat Britain and France and create the greatest empire in the world. He notes that German young people must behave with decency and morality.
Orwell is not surprised. The screen door slams as he goes back inside to where he had left off in Chapter Three of It Can’t Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis (1935).
it’s a shame that the prattle from JamesonLewis3rd has ruined this blog
Thank you.