21 Jul

Salt, four sacks.

Flour, six. One of them wet at the corner and put at the front to go first.

Oil, two tins. The thin sort again.

Rope. Went down for rope and came up with string. String is what there was.

Lavender down, most of it. Tea down and back up again, all of it, and it is on the shelf where it was.

Pots down. They took every one.

Coils on the store hook, seven. It was eight in May. I have not

Picked this up after. Seven on the hook and one is out with the long line at the top field, so that is the eight, and I had counted the long line already so it is seven and one lent, which is the same thing said twice.

Leather for the strap is the wrong width. It wants doing before the cold and it will have to be cut down, which is waste.

Stopped twice coming up from the landing. It was the flour.

Somebody stood with the camera where the sack was going down. Went round him.

Beans still green at the top end. They will not come to anything this year.

Tools on the bench.