|The day begins with organising tickets to a concert by the Berliner Philharmoniker on 20th November in Conventgarten-Theater, which Beckett wishes to attend with Ilse Schneider.
In the evening, as unfortunately on so many previous occasions, exceedingly
platitudinous jocularity in the Hoppe circle.
||Cold & wet. Town dead.
»Die Witze sind so blendend, dass ich nicht rivalisieren kann.«