Day 1124

Lancasters, Mosquitoes etc flew over in the morning on their way to London; saw them arrive on telly, 10 minutes for 30 miles = 180 mph.

Carried on with The Pickwick Papers in the afternoon; good, rather episodic though.

Watched the last Dad's Army in the evening: Wilson revealed he'd been a captain in WW1, 'Well, you never asked.'

Rang M about interview pointers. She said we should meet at the Cricketers to discuss it and celebrate VE-day. Got there before them, waited 15 minutes listening to right-wing stuff shading into WW2 anecdotes from two old blokes at the next table. Me, I'll be celebrating VL-day on July 12th - Victory for Labour.

When M & E arrived had a great time discussing courses, interviews (for courses and jobs) etc. like E and I think he likes me. They'd been down at Hyde Park in the afternoon.

Everyone in the pub observed the 2 minutes' silence at 8.38, so I folded my arms and thought of the cemetery at Arromanches amongst other things. The Old Lie.