Jimmy
Bloody Carson! All I do is work hard for him, yet he throws it all back in my face, if I do the slightest thing wrong. Well I'm sorry Mr Carson, but not everybody can be as perfect as "your" Alfred. Honestly, the way he goes on about him, you would think he was bloody prime minister, not a trainee chef at the Ritz. I could work at the Ritz, if I wanted, its just I'd rather stay at Downton, just to show Carson that he will not push me away. I wish I could remind him that the family said to chose me over the other candidate.
Still, why should I waste my time thinking about bloody Carson? Why should I want his approval? He isn't god, he isn't anything special. There is only one person who matters to me and she is the one I will prove myself to. She obviously doesn't prefer the good looking and strong, or she would have been fawning over me the day I arrived at Downton. No she preferred Alfred and I have no idea why. Because he is ambitious? I'm ambitious. I have dreams. But un luckily for me, mine haven't come true. Oh Daisy.
I've had to cope many days without seeing her. God all them times when I first arrived and I didn't bother to look at her and now I long to look at her, busy in the kitchen. Still she will be arriving today. I wish I could ask for some advice. I could write to Barrow, but there would be no point, he will be coming down to London anyway some time soon. Mr Bates. No we haven't really spoke much, we're on nodding terms.
Molesly, well I wouldn't even go there. I suppose Green would of known about these sort of things, he was popular with the ladies. I think I'll just have to try and woo Daisy, by being a nice helpful guy. But that's not me.
Bloody hell Jimmy pull yourself together, if Daisy was to like me, she would like me for just being me.
Women!