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Friday, 5 May 1922

We hustle away to Dee Why, we paint the shack except the white work. I get splinters & cruel woman digs to get em out. Home at 4.30. Phone busy for an hour. P.P. rings in morning & at night. I am frightfully restless and discontented and force myself to sit down to write. I am nearly in a frenzy to go away. The night is so beautiful. Wrote to M.M.M.

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