Ok, really sorry about the massive delay but I'm continuing with this now. I'm afraid this next chapter isn't especially exciting though!
May, 1936
Dear Diary,
It has been a relatively quiet few months (until this week anyway) and I have been kept busy with hundrum business of Royal Life with only the occasional officers ball to look forward too, or rather the period after those balls when my brave officers are too drunk to notice their wives were gone for forty minutes and arrive back witheir blouses on the wrong way around.
We are still researching better weaponry for our grunts...er brave infantry men but I was informed recently that efficiency is down to 68%! That hurts but unfortunatly for all our wealth in coal and oil (which I am trading for steel on the international market) we are not an industrial power. Yet.
A diversion happened on the 24th of Feb. when the French ambassoder called on me and by a stroke of good look I was able to host him in my newly completed palace (finished a year ahead of schedule):
The conversation flowed freely as did the wine but I have to say I was Hardly Influenced. The French are our historic allies, despite their distressing tendency towards godless republicanism but I'm uncertain what they can offer us just now.
There was a build up of Soviet forces on our border in March but I doubt it's anything serious. Still I should keep watching them just in case.
Then in May came the election. The tired old Liberals were swept from power in favour of the facistic poet-cum-politician Octavian Goga:
I am no fan of facists but I have no doubt that my new Prime Minister will soon learn his place in the scheme of things...
Carol II
So, is it ok?
Do chuid
May, 1936
Dear Diary,
It has been a relatively quiet few months (until this week anyway) and I have been kept busy with hundrum business of Royal Life with only the occasional officers ball to look forward too, or rather the period after those balls when my brave officers are too drunk to notice their wives were gone for forty minutes and arrive back witheir blouses on the wrong way around.
We are still researching better weaponry for our grunts...er brave infantry men but I was informed recently that efficiency is down to 68%! That hurts but unfortunatly for all our wealth in coal and oil (which I am trading for steel on the international market) we are not an industrial power. Yet.
A diversion happened on the 24th of Feb. when the French ambassoder called on me and by a stroke of good look I was able to host him in my newly completed palace (finished a year ahead of schedule):

The conversation flowed freely as did the wine but I have to say I was Hardly Influenced. The French are our historic allies, despite their distressing tendency towards godless republicanism but I'm uncertain what they can offer us just now.
There was a build up of Soviet forces on our border in March but I doubt it's anything serious. Still I should keep watching them just in case.
Then in May came the election. The tired old Liberals were swept from power in favour of the facistic poet-cum-politician Octavian Goga:

I am no fan of facists but I have no doubt that my new Prime Minister will soon learn his place in the scheme of things...
Carol II
So, is it ok?
Do chuid