Today, July 6th 2009

Im afraid this morning I managed to stress Bunker out when we went for a morning stroll. For those of you who have not yet had the pleasure of making my acquintance, Bunker is one of my (humble) servants who has the pleasure of looking after me. Munker, his other half, whom I will get around to introducing to you, stayed at home to make breakfast.

As I have only recently taken up residence in the borough of Brentwood and Ingrave I felt now was the time to attend to some business I had not yet had time to get around to. I still fail to see why Bunker got so flustered. After all I did choose the most convenient place to make myself known to the general public and other residents of the lovely villages of Ingrave and Herongate.

His look of horror followed by a brisk pace down Cricketers Lane left me somewhat bewildered I must admit. From what I gather he had a sudden need for a plastic bag for some reason and was about to pop into the local post office/shop to obtain one. However it seems a minor disaster was averted when walking past the bench on the cricket green where he found one.

I was then made to rush back to the location I had left my 'making acquaintance' message to fellow residents, where the matter was handled most indiscreetly I might add. I do hope Bunker will show some modicum of discretion and understanding in the future as this is most likely to ruin my reputation. I will be taking him for another stroll within the next hour or so, weather permitting of course.

Be good,

Charlie,
otherwise known as the Lady Charlotte, Dowager Duchess of Ingrave and Herongate.