Inevitably wasted much of the first day, drawing pay, clothes from Ordinance. Then wandered to the Strand and thence to the National Gallery, but most of it is now closed. However, struck up a brief acquaintance with an artist who kindly put me on the track of the kind of collection I wanted to see – viz. modern watercolour and landscape work. He turned out to be George Wither, one of whose pictures is in the Wellington Art Gallery, a pleasant, well preserved man of 60. Following his directions, I discovered in Bond Street, a splendid exhibition of Sir Alfred East’s work, and a fine collection of Brangwyn’s etchings.