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11 March 2014

11th March 1944: rhubarb

11 Sat. Less cold, rather dull, wind blowing again. Did some shopping in morning also to Morden in afternoon to buy fish, more shopping locally. Have been trying for some time to buy soda but there is none to be had. Dug up and divided a root of rhubarb of a superior sort to replace those that are less good. I replanted the roots in a deeply dug trench with some rotten garden refuse in the bottom. Our rhubarb always does well and I think it can still do a lot better. Doris stayed the night.

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