…About 12:50 my wife walked down to Whyly to dinner, myself and servant at home dining on a piece of beef boiled and turnips and potatoes… About 6:50 Joseph Durrant and I walked down to Whyly, where I supped on some boiled chicken, cold turkey minced, a shoulder of mutton roasted, a cold chine, a cold ham, tarts etc., in company with Mr Porter and his wife, Joseph Durrant and his wife, Mrs Coates and Mrs Atkins, Mrs Virgoe and Mrs Vine, Thomas Fuller and his wife, Mr Will Piper and his brother and Mrs Gibbs.
We played at brag in the evening; my wife and I lost 3/7 and gave the maid 6d each. We came home about 1:40 in good order, though I am quite sick of this trade, for it must certainly be useless or hurtful to a tradesman. Neither do I think it consistent with religion, and I should much rather be left out of the number and should think it a greater honor to be absent than present at any of their entertainments.