We arrived here last Thursday, from Easton Glebe. On Friday I spent time on Winchelsea beach, lying on the pebbles and reading H. M. Tomlinson's "Gallions Reach", which is not good. The rest of the family arrived later in bits. Great trouble over the tent - Too flimsy. I went off and read more Tomlinson. Dorothy has been working on a scenario of "Lord Raingo".
Went to see the "Metropolis" film at the Elite Theatre. Sickening sentimentality. Many good effects, spectacular, spoilt by over-insistence. A footling story. No understanding of psychology of either employers or workmen. "Adapted by Channing Pollock." Good God! What captions. Enough to make you give up the ghost. The theatre was very nearly empty.