I am mortified!. This morning whilst surveying the splendour of our estate from the roof my gaze fell towards a window, where it was met by the most disgraceful sight. Therein were two of my staff engaged in a most intimate embrace. This alone would have been bad enough but she was a woman of well past child bearing age, whilst he appeared to be but a callow young man!. This simply is not good enough!.
Mr. Heritage duly arrived from London this afternoon. He said that whilst he found my stipulations for admittance to our glorious home a little eccentric, he was willing to implement them. If he ever thought that he had any choice in this matter he did conceal this admirably. So, I can look forward to a better class of visitor. Whilst Mr. Heritage was here I mentioned the most egregious incident which I was unfortunate enough to witness this morning. He has assured me that something of that nature would never occur between his minions, I am mightily relieved by his reassurance.
I have to go now as one of Beatrice's gerbils is attempting to become carnally acquainted with my foot. Stupid gerbil.
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