As we sat at dinner today - a rare occasion, as everybody was there - I noticed some bruises on Eleanor’s arm. They were obviously new. She has massive bags under her eyes, too. If I wasn’t so worried I’d probably tease her about looking like a panda. It’s been a while since she got a good night’s sleep. Her friend Katherine - who has told me a million times to call her Kate - says that Elle fell asleep in History. I’m not really surprised, even though History is one of her favourite subjects. She says it’s interesting although sometimes depressing. I asked her what made her say that, and she said the diseases were sad. This was months ago.