Gwendolen’s Diary

Dear Diary,

Today I am very pleased as charming Ernest has finally proposed to me, although it did take him rather long to do it, but me being the nice, kind and caring person I am didn’t object to that I waited for him. Its not like I never had any other options. Why, I had dozens; Tall, handsome, rich But none of them were called Ernest. Ah! even writing the blessed name sends shivers down my spine.

I clearly remember the exacts words he stated. “Gwendolen, I must get christened at once—I mean we must get married at once. There is no time to be lost.” The silly man. He loves me so dearly he forgot to propose, but I put him in his place. I asked him to propose before I said yes.


Everything was going rather well, before mama had to place her foot in it. She decided darling Earnest was not right for me and that she would take the decisions for me. Why doesnt she understand that not always does a person named Ernest come round the corner asking to marry you. Oh Ernest the name is so unbelieveably Beautiful. Its like the sweet sound of birds chirping in the early morning. How beautiful would that name sound with My own ineffable name: Gwendolen. Gwendolen Ernest, Ernest and Gwendolen.... Mr and Mrs Ernest! HowDelightful!


Of course my own Ernest will find a way to get past mama’s ridiculous ways and marry me. We are destined to be together. Mr and Mrs Ernest...


Gwendolen x x x