The Henson Journals

[133]

Tuesday, July 10th, 1928.

I worked at my article for the "Bishoprick", which I want to make important. Probably, if I were a wiser man with a more adequate concern for my own interests & reputation, I should "leave well alone", but being the whimsical jackass that I am, I propose to write some candid words on the situation. So I worked at the foolish things until I had finished it. Before sending it off, however, I read it over to Lionel, and at his suggestion (though against my own judgment) cut out a glittering phrase, which was not even original!

Kenneth lunched with me, & walked with me in the Park. He raised the question of Ordination, & said that he had been thinking of it, though his mind (he is but 18) was not made up. I could not but say that it would please me greatly if he were ordained, 'though I wished him to come to a decision apart from any wish of mine. He is certainly being developed by Oxford, I hope wholesomely. He took off Coulton's 'Reformation and Art'.

The weather today has been quite detestable, chilly and gusty. I was chagrined to see clouds of red dust blown from the drive into the garden, thus disallowing my comfortable belief that the ash had bound into so firm a surface as to be proof against the winds.