There was a fearful air raid over London yesterday morning, 100 deaths & many injured. Bombs were dropped from aeroplanes on the east of London & the city, I had a letter from Ursula saying she was safe, which sounds rather as if they came her way.

A lovely day, father went out again in the donkey carriage up to the lodge, along Torre Lane & home by Bradstone.

My potatoes are looking splendid, I banked them up yesterday evening.