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Commons Session in the House of Lords. Beneath the side balcony in which we sat were Churchill, Bevin, Duff Cooper, Bracken, and all the names which seem just so much fiction in a newspaper, and we enjoyed an interesting morning listening to the question and answers and watching the ceremonies of mace carrying and lifting up and down like a bell bar. The whole business is carried on with lightning speed, natural dignity and good-natured criticisms.
Met my brother in the afternoon not knowing he was here yet and there were joyous reunions. It is rather amusing but natural under the circumstances. I won't bore you with relations, but you see he hasn't been speaking to the family properly for some years for something we either haven't done or have done or should do or something, so it was good to see him back in the family again. He's a strange chap, but aren't we all?
During one or two mild raids we have been in the bad habit of going up on the roof, which is so easily accessible, to see the sights but that practice has subsided since Edwin Holgate was just missed by a three inch piece of shrapnel from one of our own anti aircraft guns one night. Next morning Charles Comfort who is with us now took a picture of us on the roof with our gas masks on against a background of chimney pots of various designs and floating in the background a barrage balloon.