Dear Diary,
Consternation at breakfast! It seems Titty will not be returning for the near future, such is her aunt's illness. I dared not look at Ned as the news was announced for fear he was 'wanking' in my direction. Mrs Crutchlow looked distraught but Jane stood up, purposefully and said "Leave it with me!"
Fanny and I gaped open mouthed as she swept out. Surely she was not going to do the dishes herself?
She returned after midday with the news that she had found a replacement, none other than little Willy's mother, Betty Tert, now recovered from her illness. Jane was beaming with the news. She has grown fond of Willy and to have him living under our roof for the foreseeable future has made her happier than I have seen for quite sometime. I just hope he grows to like me more. I am fond of Willy too.
What a long day it has been!
In fact it has been the longest day! Titter! Titter!
How depressing to think the nights will now start to draw in.
Kristin Chenowith - Home
14 years ago
2 comments:
Dear Wayne,
You must have a word with Ned about his language when ladies are present and he ought to foxin know that Blackdyke is in Yorkshire with out asking so rudely ;-)
Dialecticly yours,
B.
Dear Wayne,
How delightful to know that Willy is so well liked in your household. I should count myself fortunate indeed to be in such an amiable position were I he.
Yours in hope,
B.
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