25 July 1880

It is with bitter amusement that I recall the summer in which gypsies camped in the field by the tall oak. I wanted to live with them and be free of my pinching shoes and strict schoolmaster! To move from place to place at my whim. But Mother said it was a life of disease, and hunger, and we would miss home.

I would beg her forgiveness for my foolish attempts to run away now, if I could.

What horror must it have been for those gypsies without even the conveniences enjoyed by victorious Britons in Her Majesty's Armed Forces?