Clear ― dreadfully bitterly cold ast wind.
Worked at Sir W.J.’s Campagna ― till 2 or 3.
Indigestion, asthma, chill.
Sleep: them, at 4.30 ― round the Weegenz Park, & called on Thrupp who was out of town ― back by 6.30.
Digby Wyatt came to me at 7 ― but I had forgotten to order dinner till 7.30. However, it was all pleasant ― tho’ D. had a bad cold, & I somewhat of a small one. We looked at Photographs, & read AT & played, ― Digby wallowing on the rug.
Bed at 11.30.
I doubt my going to AT’s after all, ― it is so cold.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]