Napoleon - My Fake Diary

Wednesday, 22 October 2014

Novembre 1804

Cher Journal,

To recap, ma Belle Josephine has just returned from her Saturday Job , rubbing down the horses chez les Hussars, in an attempt to relieve her sexual and occupational 'ENNUI'...It would seem that she has become temporarily addicted to hard licor and has acquired a crudeness of expression incongruous with her former supremely feminine delicacy:

"Putain! (FFS, en anglais ), Well Cheeky Boy ..you gonna give me a proper rub-down or what?''

Then ..silence..as she takes in my ever- darkening Movember whiskers..

'Oh let me rub your stubbled face against mine' she whispers, throatily.

'Not tonight, Josephine' I rejoin, 'my back hurts'

(Sigh )...alone again , still, I have my ''Battle Campaign Statistics: 1802 - 1804 Pie- Chart to keep me occupied...)

Bonsoir
N