I hate this new house. It will never be a home. There is no library or even a hint of a book except in my room. It makes me sad. She says she hates the smell of old books but that is the one thing I truly love and live for. I never trust anyone who dosen’t read. At all.

Today I went for a walk around my local castle. It has been a favourite haunt of mine for many years. I love the Ivy covered walls & the preening Peacocks which saunter around the grounds. Its a beautiful place & when I’m there I pretend I am a Jane Austen character, it suits the place so well.

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