1 February 2013

1st Feb 1943: devastating weather

1 Feb Mon. Cool, fearful clouds, devastating winds, torrential rainstorms and a flash of lightning and a peal of thunder at night. Heavy hail made a fearful din and lumps of hail came down the chimney and hissed upon the fire. Managed to get to Wimbledon and back to buy fish without getting caught in the rain. Doped 22 ins model aero fuselage.


  1. Tony,
    I am a faithful reader of this blog. I am just amazed at how little Fred writes about the war
    and how it effects him, his neighbors, etc.
    He is so concerned (in his writings) with the
    weather and buying food for his cat. Do you think
    he may have just been trying to shut it out?

    1. Thanks, Tony for your insight. Afterall, you would know his feelings and thoughts better than most.
      You are probably right on all accounts.
      I know that time was very hard for everyone.

  2. Hi Denise. Interesting thought. I don't think shutting the war out though - after all, he records, for example, the precise time of every air-raid warning as studiously as he records the weather (the first thing in every entry). And his fire-warden duties. As to that cat food - well, it's a constant battle to live a 'normal' life while resources are short. He's recorded bomb damage - and people he knew killed by bombs. He's not one to write his emotions into his diary for his own benefit - well, not too often - he records enjoying glorious music - on his scratchy old vinyl records - typing this blog I often wonder what he would have thought of our CDs and DVDs - and oh how he would have enjoyed a computer, and as a personal note from me, how wonderful he would have thpought it that the little boy he later took to Wimbledon Common to fly model aircraft would later gain a Private Pilot Licence and fly in the US and France and Malta as well as the UK. So no, I think his was that 'carry-on-as-best-you-can attitude, and that it would all be over come the next new year.