In the morning my brother came over and I lent him my horse… About 1:10 Charles Diggens called on me and I walked with him to the Dicker to see a game at cricket played between the same two elevens that played on Eason’s Green the 28th ult. It was not played out, though if it had, in all probability Framfield would have beat, they heading the other eleven 98 runs the first innings.
Came home about 8:30. Spent 1½d, though neither ate nor drank during the time I was absent from home. A prodigious hot day, but a fine serene air, there being nothing of a sultry air.