Last week I wrote 4,500 words of "Clayhanger" and two articles. So that it was a good beginning.
Rickards came on Friday night. Up till then the only dissipation we had was a visit to the Aquarium. His conversation remains what it was, the most human and genuinely poetic in texture of any that I have ever enjoyed. But he must be allowed to talk only of his own experiences. Every now and then he constructs a fine and original idea.
Also for Rickards see 'Eating companions', December 23rd., -
Last night we went to the Hippodrome, a vast circular human sight.
Letter from the new editor of the English Review asking me to contribute.
Additionally for January 9th., see 'A picturesque survival' -
The "beach" (for it is not a wharf) on the Surrey side of the Thames at Putney Bridge presents one of the most genuinely picturesque sights in London.