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My darling wife,
This must be a very short note as it is late and tomorrow is an early morning and late night. The only merit of it is that I hope it will make the time go faster. At least it is Tuesday night – but really! only two days gone!
I am just back from supper with Ken Rice. We met at Maison de France. Quite a good meal for a change but how I grudged the time. I was sorry because I like him, but at the moment it reminds me only too poignantly of bachelor days so I felt ungrateful.
I have been trying to sort out income tax in intervals between patients to-day. Really one wonders if ever one will have time to do any real work. And yet when one is hopelessly in arrears with routine Income Tax stuff and already feels desperately tired, it is hard to know what to do. I feel guilty but I am already doing a 50-hour week of patients and that is nearly too much in itself.
I have come reluctantly to the conclusion that I shall absolutely have to put up my fees after this summer. I am sure I am charging far too little. It is a very great nuisance but it is doing neither me nor my patients much good. People not one half as good as I am are charging more …