…hut, a spindle [which] the daughter showed me how to make thread.
showed me his shirt, which was home-made and some of his sacking which had been
home-made. “But the Bolsheviks are crushing that. They want the factory to
make everything.” The peasant then ate some very thin soup with a scrap of
potato. No bread in house. The white bread [of Gareth’s] they thought was wonderful.