So, I'm feeling more homesick than ever, for my higgledy piggledy home and my annoying brother and my sisters, but I manage to survive getting dressed in my awful burgundy frock and following the Merrys. I was starving hungry and holding in my pee while I followed them down endless corridors in the palace.
blog 3Whitehall Palace is dark and has chains of courtyards and spiralling staircases and endless passageways. Every time the Merrys get near a group of boys they start simpering and giggling and putting on fake voices. But there’s this one girl – she’s called Cecily, who isn’t part of their set, who I think might be cleverer. She gave me a sympathetic smile and she's got awful clothes and hair, like me. So I think she might be alright.
Ugh they’re blowing all our candles out. More tomorrow, dear secret friends xxxMatilda
Written by David Cain - September 16 2013