In the morning, marked up Messrs Margesson and Collison’s parcel… My brother came over in the forenoon and stayed and dined with us on a leg of mutton roasted (in Marchant’s oven), a plum batter pudding and carrots. My brother also stayed and drank tea with us. Mr Holroide, Mr Leander Cox’s partner, called to see my wool, but I not having it all in, he could not see it.
In the afternoon very bad with the tooth-ache. Read the newspaper wherein I find the nation is all in a ferment upon the account of losing dear Minorca. A remarkably wet day. In the evening put up about 60 papers of tobacco.