1786, October 26

And to think there was a time after the incidents with those two men whose names will not here be mentioned again, the departure for Italy of my friend, Hester, and the loss of dear Dr. Johnson, when I believed I might become a recluse! Now, I find myself traveling! And not just traveling as an English citizen but in the company of Their Royal Majesties Themselves! Today, we arrive at The Isle of Glytton, home of the infamous Lady Freda Frostbite Thane. The King has come here to take the waters and we will be in residence for quite some time. I do hope life on an island in the channel is somewhat calmer than life at Windsor and Kew. Perhaps I can attend to my own work, which seems to be have been completely abandoned since I joined the court of George and Charlotte earlier this year! Perhaps there will even be time for more conversations with Col. Digby. Or am I being a ninny once again? I suppose only time will tell.

Fanny Burney arrives at Frostbite Lodge on the Isle of Glytton.