Dec 25, Saturday Christmas.

After a bad night, still not well – fits of weakness & sweating, but on my feet.
Ch [Chapter] IX & X Belisarius.
The worst fog ever.
Lots of Christmas cards and two bottles of ink from Sam.
Christmas lunch: Laura, Alan, Karl, Marie, I. Christmas pudding brandy butter, crackers, chicken, wine.
Heard the King on the wireless.
Jenny alone in the ladies' wing at Ingatestone, no other ladies present.
Letter from Short: bad air-raid on Dec 7th, hardships in Palma, worse in villages.