Thomas begins this entry by writing that Neville Chamberlain gave a somber speech regarding events in Czechoslovakia and Poland. Hitler had not given any reference to the dead men and women caught up in the war. Warsaw was also ‘holding out…a fine tribute of courage’.
Thomas continues by reflecting on youth and that it would ‘wring the heart strings’ to see Cecil and Jean in their wedding dresses, but also to know that a ‘dreaded telegram may come’. Those who already have survived the First World War had already seen enough.
Thomas is clearly angered by this and blames ‘that dreary looking shit of a sign painter with his grotesque ‘Charlie Chaplin’ mustache, his long melancholy visage, harsh raven like voice and insensate ambition’.