The February issue of IL opens with the diaries of the classic 20th century English literature Evelyn Waugh (1903–1966). “Vaugh begins to keep a diary,” translator Alexander Livergant writes in the introductory article, “...from junior high school, and keeps it... sometimes with significant interruptions almost until his death. We present fragments from his “Diaries” before the start of World War II.” Probably, readers familiar with the mentality and style of Evelyn Waugh will recognize the lion by his claws and in his cursory diary entries: “... the Welsh are so well brought up that when asked: “Is this road to Llyanddulas?” they always answer in the affirmative”; or: “Lady N. has a thick beard, a bald dog, a drunken husband and a pederast son...” - familiar from the works of I. In tragicomic bedlam. And some idle conversations, taken into account by the author, make us once again marvel at the inescapable frivolity of people: November 1, 1939: “They say: “The generals learned their lesson in the last war, so there will be no massacres.”