26/2/72
It was back to work again today. I had to mow the lawn, which was fun, but I would have preferred to spend the day with my new friend. It's annoying having Lauren working inside and me working outside. I get to see her on my breaks, so that makes things a bit better. Something good about tomorrow is that we've been given another day off, but only because we asked if we could in order to finish painting our rooms. I thought it was very nice of the king to give us the day off in order to do something that he wouldn't benefit from at all.
And guess who I saw down by the lake today? Her Majesty herself in yet another daze. She was just staring out at the water with her horse beside her. She looked beautiful the way her hair blew against her face. I decided to go over and talk to her. I started off by saying, "Good afternoon, Your Majesty."
I mustn't have said it loud enough, because she didn't even move. I don't understand that woman; she's constantly in a world of her own. I said it again, but a little louder this time, "Good afternoon, Your Majesty."
Startled, she looked up at me and replied with, "Oh, good afternoon…um…uh…gardening person."
"Joseph."
"Joseph. Is there something you wanted?"
"No, nothing. I'm just on a break and decided to eat my lunch and look out at the peaceful water. What are you doing here?"
"Oh, nothing much, just thinking."
I kneeled down next to her and offered her a piece of my sandwich, "You look hungry, here."
She looked at it as if it were poisoned, "Oh uh, no thankyou umm…umm…uh…Joseph. You wouldn't happen to have the time would you?"
"It's 1pm, madam."
"Oh, shivers."
She got up in a hurry and tried to jump onto her horse without succeeding. I walked over and helped her. She said goodbye to me and rode off towards the palace, leaving behind her a lovely fragrance of musk. I found it strange that she actually talked to me after she had so rudely brushed me off as nothing more than a mere servant the other day. Perhaps she was just in a bad mood.
27/2/72
Today we made the mistake of painting Lauren's room and then discovering that mine still stank. But it turned out quite splendidly. We decided to sleep outside in the open with no tents and no mattresses, just the night sky. Of course we took a large blanket along with us just incase it got cold. We decided to spend the night up at the lake. It was so peaceful and calm and reminded me of the queen. I felt that I could still smell her perfume. Am I crazy?
So anyway, it's so peaceful here. I've been awake for hours just staring at the stars and listening to the wind. I wondered if her majesty was staring at them aswell…oh great, I'm talking about her again. What is that about?
I didn't see her today, on account of my spending the day indoors painting Lauren's room. I can't believe she chose pink! Of all the colours she could have chosen, she chose pink, or as she calls it; light rose. I told her I didn't like her choice in colour so she flicked some of it onto my shirt. I flicked some onto her and we ended up rolling around on the floor covered in paint. When we stopped rolling, I found that our lips were very close to each other. I took that opportunity to kiss her and she didn't resist. We stayed on the floor for a while, then I helped her up and we continued painting. Our faces were red from blushing.
Later on, we walked hand in hand up to the lake and set up "camp". We lay under the blanket and kissed some more. I'm looking forward to waking up with her in my arms. It's nice not being single anymore.
28/2/72
The boys at the gym asked me if I wanted to go and spy on the ladies getting changed today, normally I would join in on something like that, but since I'm now with Lauren, I refused. They then asked me if I would join them for drinks later on and I said I would. It was pretty fun, because we all went down to the pub to shoot some pool and get drunk. I made allies with a man called Ronnie Mackus. He said that if anybody tried hurting me again for no reason, he'd give them something to cry about. I thought that was a nice thing to say, since we'd just met and all.
We got back at around 11:30pm. Lauren was waiting for me by the old oak tree, so I walked up and kissed her. We then headed towards our spot on the lake.
I haven't thought about the queen all day…okay until now, that is. Why do I think about her every day anyway? It's not as if we have some kind of connection. The answer escapes my mind. Maybe I just want to know why she just stares at things so much. Or maybe I just want to know the inner workings of her mind…
1/3/72
The smell in my room has died down, so we are sleeping in here tonight. I liked sleeping outside and I shall miss it very much. Lauren's room looks fairly nice, even though it's pink. We did a very good job. At the moment I'm waiting for her to arrive. She said she'd be here by ten, but it's now a quarter past ten. Oh well, while I'm waiting, I might as well write about what happened earlier. I had a run in with Dale in the change rooms at the gym. It was just me and him in there and he tried to take a swing at me because he didn't like the way I made a fool out of him the other day. I hadn't been in a fight since high school, but I was still good at it. I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, then I threw him against the wall and walked out in just my shorts. I felt good about myself for teaching him a lesson, but people like that never learn. I have a feeling I'll be called into the King's office again tomorrow...
Well, well, well, look who's just arrived. Time to put down my pencil and pick up another (kidding). I don't see the chances of anything happening tonight. After all, we've only been together for about two days.
2/3/72
I talked to the queen again today, even though she thought I was somebody she'd never met before. I saw her sitting on a bench watching her youngest son, Philippe run around in circles. I walked casually up to her and said, "Good Morning, Your Majesty."
Then she said, "Hello…do I…know you?"
"Yes, we spoke the other day."
"Oh right…um…Steve isn't it?"
"Joseph."
"Really? I don't remember speaking to anyone called Joseph. Are you sure that's your name?"
"Yes."
"Oh, do forgive me. There are so many workers in the garden that it's hard to tell who is who."
"Perhaps I should start wearing a name-tag."
She tilted her head and bit her lip, smiling slightly. She looked so…what's the word I'm looking for…gorgeous? I can't believe I keep having these thoughts about a woman I have absolutely no chance with. I already have a very beautiful girlfriend, why can't I just settle for that?
"Do you mind if I sit down?" I asked.
"Not at all, I was just about to leave anyway. Philippe, darling, do come along!"
I found it strange that she wasn't in a daze today. She seemed sort of…well, warmer if you disregard the fact that she avoided sitting next to me. It's understandable, however. What would people think if they saw the queen sitting with the help?
Lauren's gone out for an all girls night tonight with some of the maids and Julian (a male chef from the kitchen). So I'm in bed all alone. It feels strange to be alone in bed since Lauren's been sleeping beside me for the past week or so. Well, she'll be along later. But for now, I need some rest.