Day 4 - 7.50am

I feel awful and fear I may have made a fool of myself at Naomi's last night. Tarquin, Sebastian and Jemima are not talking to me and I couldn't eat any of the breakfast we ordered (Scrambled eggs, smoked back bacon, herb sausage, grilled tomatoes). Arrived back at camp to somewhat hostile looks from our comrades - but who can blame them. Once again we feel we have let them down by our failure to perform our promised play/dance/mime.