Yes, the married life is treating me quite well, thank you very much.

Been entertainin' the thought of marriage lately - or at least one of those relationship things. Doesn't have to be marriage-marriage, all legal and wotnot. Dunno if it's the smartest thing to do, though. I think it needs more time.

I'm desperately in need of another beach holiday. Either I'm worked to the bones 'ere or bored to death. No sort of balance to it all, an' it's rather frustrating.

Toby's been an absolute dear, gettin' me all the customers I've 'ad these last few days. I'm so grateful for him. I gather, if I did 'ave a son, 'e woulda been just like Toby.

I'm constantly bein' replaced by a razor, but I s'ppose I'll get over it. That useless man can keep on pinin' away and won't realize 'ow good he could've had things until it's too late. Although I do love him with all my bein' and would never, ever choose someone else over 'im. SIGH.

The lunch crowd should be 'ere soon. If there is one. I'd rather there wasn't--I'm feeling rather sluggish today.

Beach holiday beach holiday....

Sleep was outta the question last night. Let's hope things is slow today so I can rest a bit.

Well dammit. Dammit all to the fires of Hell an' back.

Where's Mister T when you really need 'im? Prob'ly up in 'is room makin' kissy faces at 'is razors again. 'mnot jealous or anythin', just a bit disappointed, is all...

I beg pardon for anyone I mighta inconvenienced yesterday. Wasn't feelin' like meself, I'm afraid.

I'll have you know that I ain't done nothin' improper with Mister T. If 'e tries tellin' you about a certain "mental disorder," then e's lyin'. I ain't got one except that attraction to incredibly handsome, pale, and insane men, drawing blood and sharp, pointy objects. Because we slept in the same bed again last night an' I'm quite proud of meself for stayin' on me own side.

'e also said my new dress is pretty. An' lots of other nice things. Oh Mister T. ♥

If anyone cares, I'm runnin' a special in the shop today. So if you're low on pocket-money, stop on buy. I'll be able to feed you without robbin' you blind, dears.

Ooh, I'm so happy. It's quite unbelievable, act'lly. ♥♥♥

Awright. That's it. I'm goin' out to the shops for a while. An' I'm bringin' Toby with me.

I've about given up, really. If Mr. T doesn't fancy me, then 'e jus' doesn't fancy me. He can go set up shop elsewhere if 'e finds me repulsive. All I ask for is a little company, a little help 'round the shop, maybe someone to share a drink with and plenty of little indiscretions.

Back to work, I s'ppose. At least I've got my boys, such a great help they are to me. They make me feel like a proper mum. I've always wanted to be one.

Ugh - I feel absolutely vile! Unwanted advances aplenty. Where's Mr. T when I need 'im? Prob'ly skulkin' about his room, 'avin' a bit of bloodplay all by himself. Useless thing.

Oh this weather. Damn it all. I can't be fallin' ill. That would ruin everythin'. I've got too much to do around 'ere.

What I would give to jus' pack up and move outta 'ere.

Couldn't sleep at all last night. Kept on tossin' an' turnin', I did. At least I wasn't alone. That broughta bit o' comfort. It's amazin' how years of bein' alone change a person. Make 'em more needy an' wotnot.

Oh - the beach has been absolutely wonderful today! The weather is so nice out 'ere - a welcome change to that dreary London smog. A person can act'lly breathe proper out 'ere. We should come out to the seaside more often! I dunno, maybe even think about movin'... It's always been a dream-a mine to live by the sea in a proper house, ever since I was a little girl. But I doubt Mr. T would agree to it... at first. I have my methods of persuasion.

Going to the seaside for once would be such a nice change. I just wish Mr. T would stop avoidin' the subject. Toby's real excited, and I'm sure he wants Mr. T to come with. I'll even close up shop if it means going on a short holiday. Free Shave Day, what a load of bollocks.

Ooh, these last few days have been quite excitin'! Makes for a nice change, 'specially since business hasn't been the best since the money ran out. I can hardly believe my luck! Benjamin Barker - of all people - showin' up at my shop! After all these years.

My, my. Imagine that.

Huh. It really has been a long time.

Got to do somethin' about that street urchin that keeps loiterin' outside in the alleyways, though. She's definitely bad news, 'specially now that Benja - I mean, Mr. T's back at home.