Our late servant Mary Martin came to see us in the forenoon and dined with us on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with the addition of a veal pudding and green salad.
In the afternoon I walked up to the common to see a game of cricket played between our parish and that of Chiddingly, which was won with great ease by the latter. Chiddingly the let innings got 66 runs, and our parish 66; Chiddingly 2nd innings got 117, and our parish 50, so that our parish was beat 67 runs. In the evening wrote my London letters…