Day 1Foster-father suggested keep diary. Diaries for girls. Not going to bother. Nothing ever happens here anyway.
Day 2Foster-brother Kay gets to fight in big tournament; gets shiny new sword. Foster-father says I'm too young for a sword.
Stupid Kay. Stupid swords.
Day 3Strange old man shows up, says I'm going to be king. Yeah, right. Claims to be a wizard, wants to show me his staff. Perv. If I'm too young for a sword, I'm too young for him. Bugger off, old man. Kay will kill you if you try anything.
Day 4Dragged along to tournament in Camelot. They only want me to polish Kay's armor. Stupid tournament. Stupid Camelot.
Old man sneaking along behind us. Don't know why he bothers -- still not king. Not bloody likely to become king, either.
Day 5Kay forgot sword. Sent me home to get sword, but found shiny sword, even bigger and sharper, stuck in grungy old stone. Yanked sword out -- Kay will never know the difference. Kay is pretty, but dumb as a post.
Never heard that yanking a sword out of a stone made someone king, but not going to point that out now, am I?
Too excited to write more tonight! Big battle tomorrow!
Day 7Battle over. Killed 6 knights. Big shiny sword apparently grants skill to twelve year old boy equivalent to grown man having trained for entire life. Lucky for me! Good to be king!
Exhausted. Must find tent.
Day 8Girl in tent! Had sex with girl! Kay and the old man can go bugger themselves -- girl was amazing! No girl even smiled at me before -- becoming king must have made me irresistibly handsome. Best-looking knight in kingdom! And king!
Yay, being king!
Day 9Old man showed up again. Everyone knows him -- apparently big famous wizard, Merlin. Says girl was my sister, Morgause. Didn't even knew I had a sister. Yuck. Also says she's going to have my baby. Double yuck. Babies disgusting.
Luckily, plenty of non-sibling girls around who also seem to find me irresistibly attractive, not to mention a few boys and even some of the knights. Too late to do anything about sister now. Might as well enjoy being king. Yay, king!
[to be continued, a few years later]