Queen Victoria’s diary, 1875

Coming home from our drive at twenty minutes past seven, we had passed Bertie's carriage in the Balloch Buie, but we heard no sound of a carriage when we went…

A dull and rather raw morninsf. Breakfasted alone (as Beatrice was not quite well, with a sort of chill) at nine in the cottage. At half-past nine I drove off with…

We had a family dinner at twenty minutes to nine. At a quarter past ten left Balmoral with Beatrice and Jane Churchill, Brown on the rumble. We reached Ballater by…

At eight we reached Tyndrnm, a wild, pic- turesque, and desolate place in a sort of wild glen with crreen h;]^ risjna- around. Here we break- fasted in the train,…

This sad anniversary, when my beloved sister was taken from me, whom I miss so continually, returns for the third time. A fine morning. Breakfasted in my sitting-…

Raining and blowing. Breakfasted with my two dear daughters. The rain ceased, and at a little past twelve I walked with Louise and Beatrice up by the lodge at the…

A pouring morning. Breakfast as usual with my two dear children — dear Louise so kind and attentive, so anxious I and all my people should be comfortable, thinking…

It was a dreadfully rough night, pouring and blowing fearfully, and we heard it had thundered and lightened. After our nice little breakfast and writing, I went out…

Bright and then showery. At a little past eleven drove with Louise and Beatrice along the sea-shore as far as Douglass Water Point, where we stopped to sketch…

Vicky's and Fritz's engagement day — already twenty years ago ! God bless them ! Got up before eight, and at half-past eight breakfasted for the last time with dear…

Much grieved at its being a worse day than ever for the funeral of Brown's father,* which sad ceremony was to take place to-day. The rain is hopeless — the ninth…