Tuesday 15th April 1808

Dear Diary,
I cannot get that image from yesterday out of my head and if truth be told, do not wish to. Every now and then throughout the day I have closed my eyes, worried that it might have left me at last, but happily it remains as vivid as ever. How marvellous is the human form and how beautiful it can be.
There was a wedding today at the Chapel, a distant cousin of Titty's, to which we were all invited despite never having ever met the happy couple. How unfortunate for them that the Parson was still infirm and that they were wed by 'Wevewand Wussell'. How unfortunate that the 'bwide' and 'gwoom' were called 'Webecca' and 'Wobert'. How sacrilegious that at the words "Let us pway" I found myself gazing upon a naked Woody.