a wicked July

I had started my regime of writing Diana daily when she was still in the hospital, and found it a marvelous way to make her anticipate my return home from work. Accepting the inescapable sleeplessness that comes from constantly feeding a newborn infant, we simply resigned ourselves to the advantages of foregoing sleep altogether and in the heat of a wicked July wore no more clothing than feeding a baby requires.

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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