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25 December 2010

Wednesday 18th December 1940:new roof, ceilings

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Bitterly cold, morning frost, thick fog. In morning to buy ox-hearts for the cats. Workmen are boarding the ceiling of my bedroom, also have nearly finished slating the front of roof. We now have a rainproof roof which is something to be thankful for but the place is in a dreadful mess.
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