In the morning got up at about 5:20 and rode down to Sinden’s for half a bushel flour. About 11 o’clock I went to Framfield where I dined with my mother on some cold beef and French beans… From my mother’s I set off to Pilt Down where I saw Charles Diggens and John Fowle run 20 rods for 1 guinea each, which was won by Diggens with ease. I got never a bet, but very drunk. I lay at my uncle Hill’s all night. I find one glass of liquor disorders me so that I must and will, I am determined, leave off drinking anything strong. Rec’d of my brother Moses today in cash 1.3.6; viz.,
| To my part of 1/16th of 2 lottery tickets, one being a prize of £20 and the other a blank | 0.13.0 |
| To the ½ part of a ticket in the lottery now afoot | 0.10.6 |
I was so much in liquor I have forgot what I spent.