The chief sport is scanning the skies. Some air activity indicating that Bataan and Corregidor are still being pressed. I scrambled Miss Buny’s eggs with tomato sauce and Vienna sausage for Good Friday. Hank Carpenter went out for an appendectomy. Quite a lot of planes went over in p.m. The High Commission employees were told that an exchange ship would leave on 20th for South Africa(?). Painted a basket.