…After dinner I went down to Whyly in order to call Mr French. After staying some time, we set out for Buxted Place, he being a-going there to collect some quit-rent of Mr Medley… When [???] to Buxted, Mr Medley was not at home. We went and spoke to Mr Turner and then went to Uckfield where we smoked a pipe with Mr Miller and came home by my mother’s, where we stayed a while. From thence we came to Whyly where I stayed about half an hour and came home about 8:10, somewhat the worse for drinking; that is, I was what is commonly called pert. A very hard frost and excessive cold.