Wednesday, 11 August
Another dressmaker appointment today. You'd think I was all posh
or something the number of times I end up going a dressmaker.
This one is to get ready for a royal wedding over on the continent in a
few weeks. We'll be staying with Sir Cuthbert in his hunting
lodge. La. Listen to me going on. Dressmakers,
jaunts to the continent, hunting lodges, and visiting royalty.
Then Mrs. Pinker came over to spend some more time giving Willamina
lessons before her coming out. I didn't know there was a fan
language. My favorite thing was learning to poke people in
various ways, including giving a bruise without it looking like I was
going to. I tried it out on Himself and it worked!
Thursday, 12 August
Edward was needed to look at some fancy clocks that are starting to
lose time. I thought all clocks lose time... Since he was
going to a clock makers, I thought I'd go along and see what one cost
as a possible gift for Himself. They were so much more expensive
than I thought that I decided I shouldn't even touch anything in the
store.
Friday, 13 August
We went to a play by Nigel tonight. It bore a remarkable
resemblance to our recent sea trip. Only not quite. Henry
whistled the songs all the way home.
Saturday, 14 August
Tonight was the big night for Wilamina. It was her coming out
party. Wilamina came down after getting ready. She was so
lovely. She even had Him looking at her appreciatively. I
used my fan. And told him no vinyards. It was a very lovely
party, although it was very late before we got home. We all
watched Willamina very closely. There were some fabulously
beautiful and expensive dresses there!
I can't believe how late it is. And Henry didn't come home with
all of us. Someone said they thought He went with Atlas and Sir
Spencer. I don't know when to expect them home. You know.
I've been thinking that it has been ever so long since Cain had a day
off. I mean he went with us on our sea voyage and there weren't
many days off then. I think I shall go let him know that since we
don't know when Wooster will be home and needing his assistance, he can
have a half day off.
And it's done. I told Cain that we'll be happy to see him
tomorrow after luncheon.
Sunday, 15 August
Henry finally showed up about sunrise. He was rather put out that
there was no special sauce to help with the hangover. I didn't
even let him sleep. After all, we're heading to His mother's
house. He should help me with the packing.
Monday, 16 August
Before we could even leave this morning, I got a letter. From the
Admiralty. I didn't quite understand at first and thought it was
mislabled for Henry. I asked Henry who assured me it was for
me. Cain ever so kindly looked at it and pointed out that I
really needed to be fitted for a special ceremonial dress. Which,
of course, means that I really need to leave at least a half day
later. He was then so kind as to send an explanation telegram to
Henry's mother. He also set up the appointments and generally
made everything happen that needed to happen. Cain is so
amazing! Henry also got a letter. I hope he's not in too
much trouble.
Later...
wow. As the dressmaker was fitting me, she found out I didn't
know what it was for. She told me that she was supposed to make
me something similar to a marine kernal jacket.
The train ride was uneventful. We made it safely to Toaster
hall. Only it said Towchester on the gate. I asked Him why
and he said that's how it's spelled. I wonder how come?
During the trip
Time seems a bit disjointed on this trip. Lady Yaxly asked me how
much activity I would be up to on the trip. She seemed rather
shocked that I would still be doing my calesthenics. There has
been a nice combination of activity and quiet and chocolate.
There seems to be an unending supply of hot chocolate. And
breakfast trays in my room. And watching Henry and his father
jousting and getting knocked of their horses. It turns out that
this trip has not been the dreadful trip that I was dreading.
Evelyn is quite nice. I suppose it helps that Agatha isn't here
this time around. It also seems to help that I'm expecting.
I didn't realize it at first, but there was one too many wispered
asides of “she's in that Condition,” “oh!”. I wasn't expecting to
be fussed over.
The gathering of the local gentry on Thursday was rather intense.
I hope that I won't be expected to remember all the names! There
were so many! Oh, and I got to see the fan poke in action!
Henry and his father were singing some duets when they started talking
about a certain song. Lady Yaxly thwapped Henry first, then his
father, and then moved on.
Heh. I was out doing my calesthenics this morning and Lord Yaxly
was thrown off his horse right near me. He ended up joining
me. It was a nice workout. And then Evelyn found us.
For once, it wasn't me getting in trouble! Lord Yaxly got in
trouble and was then shipped off. Then Evelyn asked me if I was
ok. It was rather amusing. I can't get over how excited
everyone is here about Them...
Monday, 23 August
Home again. Somehow, the staff at my house has suddenly started
showing up with hot cocoa at my elbow any time I sit down and put my
feet up. I rather like it, although I should probably start
curtailing the amounts since it's rather expensive...
We had another fitting today. I had to get the final fitting for
my Admiralty outfit. My it looks trim! There were also fittings
for the wedding. I'm rather shocked about how many dresses I'm
getting. I didn't know I'd be getting a fancy hunting outfit
along with the dresses. There are some lovely dresses in the
lot.
Thursday. The 26th.
It's The Day. Many of the ladies of our party are getting
awards. I'm SO nervous!
Later...
Wow. I'm a kernal. Or at least an honorary one. I
even have a medal and a letter to prove it! Dahlia came up
afterwards and, before I could even say anything, informed me that a
Kernal is the same rank as a captain and that I outrank Henry
now. Of course, the wife always does, but... :-)
Henry insisted that we head over the Bombards right away to show off my
new coat and medal.
Wednesday
Henry got an award today for the Battle of Bengal. Along with the
other gentlemen in our party. There was another party at the
Bombards afterwards...
Sunday the 5th September.
Made it safely to Pottsdorf. There was a shared dream about Miss
Mezger being in trouble.
When we got off the train, and Henry immediately became a victim of the
local Dibbler. He bought a glass clock, a winding key, a
pamphlet, and 2 fried root vegetables on a stick. He tried to
offer me one. I didn't want to offend him because he was trying
to be helpful, so I told him I wasn't feeling so well and would he
please eat both of them?
It will be good to rest in something not moving.
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