8th January 1939

Marion, little monkey, came up behind me and put a mechanical toy Micky Mouse that somersaults into my hair, which I had taken down for a bath. The beastly thing somersaulted all the way up my head, winding my long hair tight ground its arms and legs. It took the combined efforts of my husband and Marion, with a lot of tugging and p@g, to disentangle him. I thought I should have to cut the hair off to get him out.

Another day she outdid herself in silliness, by putting her father's gold ring (which she had taken off his finger and run away with) into an envelope and stuck it in our letter box in the entrance hall She felt rather small about it though when she saw what a stupid thing she had done.