From 8-year old Hilda’s diary:
Tante Bertha invited us all to have dinner at her house next Sunday, and Grandmother said that she would be pleased, and thanked her. But after she left, Grandmother said how she wished she could get out of it, as she would rather take a dose of castor oil than go. She said that Aunt Bertha’s house is filthy, uncared for, and smells.