Wednesday am. [12 July 1950]
I have a few minutes before going over to my lecture at 10. I have just finished making out my examination paper so that Edinborough can see it, as he takes charge of the sups.
The work is easier than last year's a little a smaller class and more interested.
No Scott isn't coming. He can't get away. I go up to Vincent's next Tuesday or Wednesday night for supper but I shall try to get hold of him for that Kipling article. When do you need it? The Vincent family are away this week on a holiday but I shall go to the Library to see if it is there. Perhaps Clarke will know about it. I shall sound him out. I went through what is supposed to be the whole Kipling collection owned by the late Dr Cartwright of this house. And it wasn't in the stories. It must have been a late one.
I played my first game of nine holes on Monday and my leg didn't mind it at all. So it must be a case of rheumatism and it isn't bad. I am forgetting it.
The cheques from Keddle & Shea were meant only for passengers who didn't own the car. Your clearance & mine came with the other agreement. I have to send on the dollar to Cal. It is a long roundabout way of doing things formality. It will be grand to be back two more days.