Not seen Dr B all
week. Seems he might have got the
message but I still feel a bit disappointed for some reason. I suppose he’s alright in a Leslie Howard
sort of way. But he’s much too old for
me.
Mr Hardy going on about
the Nazis invading Scandinavia , he says it
won’t be long before we get a taste of that, mark his words. I wonder if I should be doing something
more. But I don’t know what. The knitting is coming along well, I even take
it to work for when its quiet – but it is boring and my finger hurts.
I wonder. That curse and Dr B. We did dance.
Did I ought to find out if he’s ill or anything?
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