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June 1952
Monday 16
Raining & perishingly cold again.
Lit fire after lunch.
Mrs Fogden ran up on errand.
Telephone still dead.
Tried to work on essay but the cold crippled me & it was a day of futile pottering.
Took a hot bottle to bed.
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