"Clouds and cold and wind and rain. Nature is weeping and wailing.
And my heart is singing a mournful strain. It echoes the tumult outside prevailing".
20th - ...walk down Abbey Road. Sharp glorious night. Passed house in ? Laughing time until the last minute. Then Oh! The misery of it. I am determined resolved not to see Vince for a long long time. To bed early with bad headache.
21st - bright morning. Still a headache. Restless dreaming night. Stayed in and knitted. Turned gas out and thought and thought. Maddening thoughts. To bed tired out.