28 May
28 May
28 May 1920
2 Portland Villas, Hampstead - London
£50 for something worth about 2d. I bought things for £1000 - about 2d for 10d.
But they don't progress do they. They don't go out into the world. Is that good for a country. Oh a lovely life I should love my husband to be a farmer!
But the natives are nice aren't they when they are young.
First it was the linnet & then the sea.
Trench no. 30. The day of the attack. I got the orders by phone & scrambled off with them to my officer - putting a 2 franc piece down my collar, inside my shirt for luck. We all set [off] together. I knew it was all up with me. So did another. Our number was up. The feeling of waste. My hand on the hilt of a revolver. You can always turn it on yourself Some people are really. The man keeps improving his charwoman is 30 francs to the good. It's always the nearest man who's killed. I chose a safer position.
If I could get back the little grave should have what he wanted ... But I shan't get back. They suggest a slight wound - but not for me. [KM Notebooks, undated]