***Silver Spoons***
Dear Diary
I saw Lady Mary today! I had gone to the village to collect the cabbages the delivery man missed out and I saw her. Mrs Patmore said he did it on purpose to try and make some money from us but if you're going to do that you might as well make it worth your while and leave all the other vegetables behind as well. I wasn't really bothered about the cabbage, though, as I prefer carrots.
She was all dressed up going out in one of those new fangled motor cars with a gentleman. Lady Mary, I mean, of course, not Mrs Patmore. I would give anything to go in a motor car and be a Ladyship. I said so to Madge, but Thomas heard me saying it and said I was more likely to be called Crazy Daisy than Lady Daisy. Mean old thing. I have decided I am no longer in love with him. I hate him.
I splashed some gravy on his hand on purpose and he looked mad at first but I think it was more to do with he thought it might have gone on his uniform. He's very fussy about what he looks like. He just laughed anyway like I didn't matter. I wish it had been hot gravy but I was clearing away the dishes so it was cold. Lizzie said she didn't know how I dared when I told her because Thomas can be very nasty if he doesn't like someone.
Lady Mary looked beautiful. I wish I had been born rich and could wear lovely clothes like that and go in a motor car. I never understood, though, why they say a rich person is born with a silver spoon in their mouth, yet you never hear of them choking, do you? I don't think it is a good idea to put a spoon in a baby's mouth as soon as they are born. I wonder if it is to help them talk posh? I am glad Mam never put silver spoons in our mouths like that or we would be talking all Lardy Da* but it's probably best if poor people don't do that or nobody would know who was the gentry and who wasn't if we ALL talked posh.
*la-di-da