We dined on a piece of beef boiled, a plain suet pudding and potatoes. At home all day; at work in my garden, nothing to do in the shop; a prodigious melancholy time; what to do I know not. In the evening read one of Tillotson’s sermons.
The Diary, 1754–1765
We dined on a piece of beef boiled, a plain suet pudding and potatoes. At home all day; at work in my garden, nothing to do in the shop; a prodigious melancholy time; what to do I know not. In the evening read one of Tillotson’s sermons.