Mini Clubman and Mrs arrive. They stand next to me and say nothing, as if, for a moment, we all proudly drink in the vista of this great thing of which we are all a part.
July 4th – I wish I could fly way up to the sky, but I can’t.
Tag: rugby sevens
June 13th – It was a slow day, and the sun was beating, on the soldiers on the side of the road.
He seems to have but one attribute - an obvious schoolboy cunning, to put with his natural disposition: a sort of easy authority which belongs only to grown-ups.
Dickie White's Diary 