January 2, 1918
Decided on my future movements which were to go to Glasgow to-night and return on Sunday to London after calling at Birmingham. Sent off a telegram to Glasgow and wrote to Elliston, then took a taxi to Bumpers and so to Notting Hill for lunch, then to the matinee of “When Knights Were Bold” quite the funniest play I have ever seen. I laughed till I cried and felt quite tired out when it was all over, Challoner being the mirth medium at the Kingway Theatre. Had tea at a Belgian Cafe in Oxford street, and then returned to the Hotel, packed a haversack and after dinner caught the 8.50 p.m. to Glasgow from Euston. A good train and it landed me there about 7 a.m. stopping at Carlisle and Crew on the way up.