Tuesday 18 October 1664 ....that Sir Ellis Layton is, for a speech of forty words, the wittiest man that ever he knew in his life, but longer he is nothing, his judgment being nothing at all, but his wit most absolute... It takes all sorts to make a world. We cannot expect everyone to have all qualities. 'We are all members one of another', as I have remarked before. We need to combine our...
So, we leave the Methodist centre (see previous entry). There is a nice reward here. If you give your name and e-mail to be kept in touch, you can return as many times as you want within a year. For £6 (£5) entry that is not too bad, as we English say in our understated way. Bristol is a place that you can never tire of, if even remotely interested in architecture or quirky creativity. See my...
Monday 17 October 1664 ....Thence to my office doing some business, but it being very cold, I, for fear of getting cold, went early home to bed, my wife not being come home from my Lady Jemimah, with whom she hath been at a play and at Court to-day. I wonder if was damp as well as cold. It was after all only October. ***** In today's special Bristol edition - visit to our buffet - visit the...
Sunday 16 October 1664 (Lord’s day). It raining, we set out, and about nine o’clock got to Hatfield in church-time; and I ‘light and saw my simple Lord Salsbury sit there in his gallery. Staid not in the Church, but thence mounted again and to Barnett by the end of sermon, and there dined at the Red Lyon very weary again, but all my weariness yesterday night and to-day in my thighs only, the...
Saturday 15 October 1664 ... my mother called me into the garden, and there but all to no purpose desiring me to be friends with John, but I told her I cannot, nor indeed easily shall, which afflicted the poor woman, but I cannot help it. This could provoke an interesting discussion but not today. I am still fuming at the 'controller' daughter who insisted on 'no speeches' at her mother's 80th...
Friday 14 October 1664 Up by break of day, and got to Brampton by three o’clock, where my father and mother overjoyed to see me, my mother, ready to weepe every time she looked upon me. After dinner my father and I to the Court, and there did all our business to my mind, as I have set down in a paper particularly expressing our proceedings at this court. So home, where W. Joyce full of talk and...
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