At work as usual. Finished in good time. Father slightly better again. Went to Grangetown1 social at night. Charlie with me. George and the girl there but we stood apart. Pretty decent but too many children taking part in it. Got home very late. Read some “Defendant” by G.K.C[hesterton].
“Grangetown”: then the southernmost suburb of Sunderland, inland from Hendon Paper Mill. ↩