A world bathed in Golden haze
Lady Monkswell's diary 2nd January 1918 - cold but sun
Going up to the town I met a splendid staff officer - a Captain called Angus, walking up with Cosmo - my niece’s husband.
Robert went with me to Mr Leigh and we got the sugar ration straight. Walked up Whitesheet hill with my son Eric and Miss Mills - A world bathed in Golden haze. Delicious air. Tea with Eric niece Frances and funny baby Hugh.
Thursday 3rd January Ran over to Woodswaster and found Angus, Cosmo, Frances and Ethel just starting for a trip to Maiden Castle - archaeological. Walked with Eric and others to Slape. Home alone by Parnham. Waited in billiard room an hour, quite peaceful. Mr Ryle returned, then Anne R. Much intimate talk. Returned thro’ dark starlight. Wondered why I was not frightened: splendid Venus.
Friday 4th Jan Cold and bright - an ideal Winter day A lovely walk in Whitesheet Fields with Robert and Lorna. She said: “Take Grandma’s hand” A great compliment. She learns something new every day. Saw Ethel at Woodswater. Bolshevist-Russian peace trap failing.