At 12 the rain began, and all the afternoon & evening, torrents fell, with a high wind from SE. This was really the last straw for from the beginning poor old D has had to contend against so many difficulties over this play, & then to have such appalling weather was too much of it. Fortunately we had the car to take us up, & at 6 it began to go to & fro, & fetched various people, & the last to come was Father. And after all we had nearly a room full. Outside the wind howled & the rain fell, but in the school all was cheerfulness. After the play, the young men at the back of the room were asked to go outside, & then the rest of the audience rose, and all the seats were shifted so that people could walk about. Light refreshments were handed round. The usual fuss went on all the time with Mrs Balsdon. All the time I was pouring out, I heard her voice going on and on, talking about the water & the fire & the kettle’s &c. D & I however have learnt not to take any notice as we know that everything is all right really, so we just go on pouring out, & do not answer.

The rest of the programme was very sober and staid, patriotic songs & choruses, and at 9.30 everyone went. Then ensued a big fuss about washing up, which ended in Mary, D & I, Ralf Smith & Miss Miller all helping Mrs B & so finishing the day.

The storm was nearly over when we came away the wind had dropped.