Nov. 17th, 2013 at 2:30 AM
Downton continues to be a strange place. As a chauffeur, my dream self never quite fit in with the whole downstairs crew, and now I'm not really a part of the upstairs lot, either. It feels as though I'm in some sort of purgatory, but I'll give the family this, they're a nice lot. Kinder than they ought to be, at that. Though I know I'll never quite fit in with them in these dreams.
Can't play cricket worth a damn, either.
Not sure I have a hope in hell of getting back to sleep at this rate.
Can't play cricket worth a damn, either.
Not sure I have a hope in hell of getting back to sleep at this rate.