Dear Diary. I was killed last night, then I danced with my killer before being carried off by a dream. All in a night’s work! A most marring experience it was, full of drama, accusations and knifes in the back! Of course after my death I immediately rose as a ghost and could partake in […]

Dear Diary. A strange fellow he is, that Orbie. Why cares he what a jester thinks of him? Why does he bother one whit about the pointless things I say? I know I talk too much, but he has known me this long – he should know that he should pay me no heed by […]

 The other day I had breakfast with Countess Dmitreva, the very nice lady who has agreed to retain me and made me her court-fool (still can’t really stomach such a fancy title for myself though). She is so very kind and generous! The waiter of the Blue Ballad looked at me like I was something […]

Dear Diary. For some reason many of these entries have been concerned with bathing. It’s simply because I tend to I have so much fun when bathing! For even more fun, add the following ingredients: Naked man who is a bit awkward by your presence A water-loving dog that is not at all awkward by […]

Dear Diary – I dared to try out the new outfit lady Damassande made for me today. It’s in red and purple to go with lady Dmitreva’s house colours. It came in this huge box with silk ribbons on it. The whole thing’s so fancy I was was all intimidated by it for days. I […]

Dear Diary: Work, work, work for the daring jester! The grand lady’s upcoming murder mystery ball has me running about doing random things to get things done in a random fashion. Masks and outfits, themes and roles – all in a big mess inside my head (and soon to be outside too)! … And then […]

There’s one thing better than bathing, and that is bathing with others! Women bathing like to gossip and gossip is always fun. Except the serious kind which is just not my thing. Give me a light-hearted, friendly exchange of trivial love stories and shunning face-slaps any day! One of the ‘bathers’ were the Countess Dmitreva. […]

The absolutely best investment the Guild of Troubadours ever did was to install a bath in the guild hall! It’s all warm and wet and even though Mrs Buttons is not too keen on bathing, I try to drop in there as soon as the cold seeps deep enough into my fingers. Juggling in this […]