T. E. Lawrence to Clare Sydney Smith

Mount Batten:

8.2.33.

A good flip: the air was very soft and smooth, some hazy moisture about us: earth heavy-coloured. Just 90 minutes to Worthydown. I wished I had been going further. A very good Moth.

The West Country was true to type, afterwards, by raining hard from the border of Devonshire to Plymouth. There were two thick banks of fog, meaning low gear. So all was well. That succession of dry days was feeling unnatural.

Batten as usual. Ark Royal in the Sound, and plenty to do. How long, I wonder?

Well, if you can fix up that March 11 meeting, I'll wait for it.

I pressed the Biscuit's button yesterday. She refused to fire ! So there's something to clean or clear.

T.E.S.