Following yesterday's blog when we also read Uncle Fred's entry for New Year's Day, 1940, here's his entry for Tuesday, 2nd January 1940:
Severe frost all day. The snow has been trodden down hard and smooth and frozen into a skating rink and is dangerously slippery. The barrage balloons look very beautiful with the red sunshine on them in a hazy blue sky. To buy brisket in morning. In afternoon bought this book and posted letters, also to chemists. Took Dad's collars to laundry.