...spend time today as I please. Damn the duties.
No, dear diary, that I will not do. After all a man must carry on. It's off to the new school in Liverpool for me. Oh gad, it will be a sea of bloody wogs. God help me. Perhaps I'll take my hunting rifle along. Haha.
Tea this afternoon with Charles and Camilla. At least Camilla will bring some good nature. Charles, as usual, will make my damned eye twitch.
Dinner with mother, the French ambassador and twenty others. Bloody hell! Can a day get worse?