Friday 14th March 1808

Dear Diary,
And so we have come to Effin Hall, the home of the Tents. We have journeyed for most of the day in the Effin Barouche which was sent to fetch us. Tonight we are to dine with our Aunt and Uncle, Malcolm and Evelyn and a small number of their Effin neighbours. I am apprehensive for two reasons, firstly, as I am to be seated next to Evelyn Tent and secondly, that I shall have to partake of the Effin cheese that is made hereabouts.
I am in Effin Hell!