26 February 2017
26th Feb 1948: meet the wow-wows
26 Thur. Hard black frost, but the bright sunshine later continued the thaw: the bitter E wind is as sharp as ever; the gusts last such a long time. Snow covers only half the garden now. Bought sausage meat in morning. Bought fish pieces at the Chase Fisheries; saw Mrs. Philpot and Monica there: Mrs. Philpot serves there. All four Thompson’s called; little Marget starts woo-woo-ing as soon as she gets near here: she thinks the cats are wow-wows.
Posted by Tony