Rather warm, dull and hazy. To the shops, getting all I wanted locally. I followed dear Annie Chapman along Coombe Lane; we were both doing shopping and carrying baskets; I did not overtake her but saw her from behind and had a longer view of her than for years. She is so tall and graceful. The cleaner woman smashed my medium sized fuselage accidentally. Finished cane chassis and landing wheels for my large model - looks nice. Cycled to Worcester Park in evening.