I'm glad your cold's got better, but I'm sorry it's hard to sleep. Sally Anne might have some tea to recommend that would help?

When you were younger, do you suppose you felt ill only because you were told you were ill?

And then there's me, going all 'round New London to events and salons and shops, but only ever with Aunt Narcissa at my side. She hasn't been treating me as a prisoner at all, more as a pupil, maybe. It isn't boring, I suppose; I've changed my hair a little and got new robes, that was nice. It is an awful lot of socialising and keeping up appearances, though, and sometimes I think I'm just not nearly so sparkly and dynamic as Aunt Narcissa.

Oh, but I do hope that she'll agree to a visit! I haven't yet asked about Tea and flying. I thought it might be too soon?