Spent the whole morning in packing presents. Gave Sophie a fine blouse, Arthur a torch, Ivor and Joe a designoscope, Julia another torch etc. etc. Brought Stockleys’ presents to Woodside. Sophia gave me mine, presumably a small book and which, from past experience I know will be something like ‘Life and Works of J. Smith, Barrister’. The cream of the joke is that poor Sophie is always so delighted and pleased with herself on handing it to me. After dinner journeyed to Farran Ferris and found there my lost hymnal. Went to Arthur with presents, and thence to Ivor-Joe. They are looking splendid. Their latest craze is duelling and they have already got two fine rapiers for the purpose. Had dinner there and carted back presents for us.
