Fri. Jan. 17, 1941
What a day & night! We started for Belfast then the fog was so bad we nearly came back. I nearly didn’t go anyhow, I didn’t feel well. We got over the notch and had a flat tire, changed it and came back. We all went down to Wightmans, had pop-corn, candy, and apples, sang hymns and played [Touring?]. Then I came home. That’s all except that Alice didn’t know when I got in bed.