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abt London
[[strikethrough]] WEDNESDAY, MAY 13, 1936 [[/strikethrough]] 
134th Day   232 Days to come

Cont  S.S. Wash. Shenk


plucked away. If a hostess could do the plucking among those who are bored, & leave the ones who looked interested, that would be ideal, but I doubt if one has time for intuitive observation at one's own party. A Lord Kimberly Femberly? [[Kimberley]] sticks in my mind as the nicest & most genuine conversationalist there, & an attractive brunette American Miss Easton, & Mrs Shenk & her daughter, & Bill Astor who looked [[strikethrough]] eag [[/strikethrough]] at once very nice & insignificant. Ann Strauss etc were there, & Ted Fynn & John & Gerry Gerard were the only gents I knew - & Kenneth McCasey whom Babs had picked out to be my future husband was so distrait & humourless that we got nowhere, & the answer to that I found out later is that he is engaged - & I can't say it upsets me more than a pin dropping on the floor. That night I joined K - who had been waiting an hour for me in the Bath Club - & hadn't eaten when I arrived at 8:30 to find him in a rage. I don't blame him - & we spent an unpleasant evening together. Another night I went


abt London
[[strikethrough]] THURSDAY, MAY 14, 1936 [[/strikethrough]] 
145th Day  U. S. Constitution drawn up 1787  231 Days to come

Cont.  S.S. Wash

to the movie "The Ghost goes West" which is directed by Renée [[René]] Clair - & is the most clever satire on Americans that I have ever seen. It has the most subtle humour, & excellent photography, but is true enough & exaggerated enough to be devastating to Americans - though I long to have the nouveau Riche see it. It is about an American millionaire who imports a medieval Scotch castle with its ghost - to Palm Beach - where he has negroes play the bagpipes & radios put in antique armour, etc etc. Still another night Kenneth & I went to Ronny & Mary Payne's flat for sherry - & they were all going on to a dance after which I longed to do but couldn't because I had accepted to go out with John. He rushed me off from the Paynes before I had had my sherry - & when his taxi man didn't go eighty miles he told him we'd get out unless he went faster, whereupon the wise old Britisher slowed up & let us out - miles from another taxi! We were therefore twice as late as ever - & I felt so annoyed at John for being so ridiculous - & when we finally arrived at the Army Reserve Quarters - we were

Transcription Notes:
John Wodehouse MP, Lord Kimberley https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Wodehouse,_3rd_Earl_of_Kimberley