I have a meeting at 5 in the chapel and I will need an escort to lunch at noon.....
At eight o’clock every morning the King was awoken by his first Valet-de-Chambre, who slept in the room with him. At the same time the First Physician and First Surgeon were admitted; and as long as she lived the King’s former wet-nurse also came in and would kiss him.
"Ohhhh here we gather. Gather at the chapel"
The Chamberlain then handed the King the book of the Office of the Holy Ghost. By the time they came in the King was getting into his breeches, which he accomplished with considerable grace.
"Ugh why is he always late?"
When he had finished dressing he knelt down at the side of his bed and said his prayers. Next the King went into his study, followed by this privilege, amounted to quite a gathering. He then announced his appointments for the day, so that everyone knew what he would be doing every quarter of an hour.
"Hi puppies, here is your food. I'm going to bed"
The courtiers waited in the Gallery until the king was ready to go to Mass, at which the choir always sang a motet. The ministers were told as soon as he had gone to the chapel, and they then gathered in the King’s study.
The King’s supper was served, always a grand one, at ten o’ clock, and the entire Royal Family sat down with him. A frequent complaint was that the King was late and the meal often did not start until eleven-thirty.
"He always is"
Before he went to bed the King went to feed his dogs; then he said good-night and, going into his room, knelt down at his bedside to say his prayers.