Monday, May 22:
R.’s birthday: my little gifts, majolica bowls with flowers and a lovely polar bear, give him pleasure; several calls, many telegrams of good wishes, among them a nice one from the King.
In the evening we open the artists’ restaurant; R. presiding in the merriest mood (he brings things to an end with “Horch, ihr Leute!”); the children are also present, a lovely view, a clear sky.