19 June

Whole day with my dear guardian. We took Maxine along to hold my parasol, and we took the dogcart that has no top. Entirely charming day. We drove out of Hertfordshire entirely and called upon Uncle Jack's acquaintance, Mr. Fawlty of Tunbridge Wells. Dear Mr. Fawlty is a most charming and *eccentric* fellow. He has a *moose*head on his wall. It is imported all the way from Canada, in America, and he disapproves of Germans very much. I approve of Mr. Fawlty very much.