I’m reading Sanditon. I wanted to see if the adaptation I’d watched recently was true. It is not. Why do they mess with something that has merit, as it clearly does? Why introduce all the skullduggery, the suspense that they did? Not to mention the sex. Why? Aagh. Austen is too subtle for them.

The rain is relentless. I got soaked. Heigh ho. Winter approaches. My spirits need much to raise them.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.