M O N D A Y, 2 J A N
Got up late (as usual) so all I did in the morning was write up yesterday and learnt the endless parts of German verbs.
My face got all feverish so I went for a walk in the garden. Had a bath after tea while listening to French radio and Liz came round with my Christmas present while I was in it! She gave me a big mauve glass bauble in a net (it's beautiful), and a little book on Picasso. I don't understand why so many people adore his paintings, I dislike most of them.
Rang up Lucy about the Boat Show next week. She'd love to come!
After supper Daddy showed us his plan for the hospital. It's 12 storeys high and the committee may not accept it as they said high blocks cost more, which is untrue. I don't know how Daddy's able to design; I wouldn't even know where to begin.
Saw Panorama - it was on Viet-Nam. One ghastly American soldier said he didn't really mind killing children as one day they'd probably kill his own kids. It is awful. James Mossman (Ma's favourite) was reporting - he's so nice. Also saw Come Dancing!
More than £3m people lost their lives in the Vietnam War. Filled by Cold War dread about the spread of communism, the Americans intervened in 1965. They lost no major battles, but could no longer take the economic burden or stand the loss of American lives. In 1973 they withdrew, Saigon surrendered to the Communist north, 700,000 US veterans suffered psychological after-effects, and Vietnam was ruined, its farmland polluted and its infrastructure destroyed.
The movement against US involvement began among peace activists on college campuses. This April 1967 footage is of anti-war marchers in New York, San Francisco and (less peacefully) Rome.