Wednesday, October 10th., Yacht Club, London.
Dined with George Whale at the N.L.C. and in his great, ugly, sitting room took what I wanted from his large collection of notes on war superstitions , for my novel. His notes were extremely interesting.
Wells came in, and slanged the Webbs as usual, and incidentally said: "My boom is over. I've had my boom. I'm yesterday." He said that in air raids he was afraid of going to pieces altogether, so if there was a balcony he stood on it. He had been through several raids at Southend. He said: I get huffy and cross, just as if - " but I can't remember his comparison.
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