Monday 3rd October 1811

Dear Diary,
I still live.
I have taken up the mandolin as my new hobby but today find my fingertips quite numb.
It feels most strange and I almost sent for Doctor Llewellyn Dowd until Willow assured me it was due to over fingering my instrument.
I had hoped to sit astride Ned's erection and practise my fingering further today but alas, the weather is once more returned to its usual wet and windy nature.
What news of 'my' Knob? 
I sense your curiosity.
I have enlisted the help of Jenny Tull, who is becoming a frequent caller here at Knob End. She is also not enamoured of my brother and his ways and so is keen to help me discover all that I can about his plans. 
When I discover anything of interest I shall record it here.