In the forenoon rode to Bayley’s Lane to the crock-kiln to buy some earthenware, but there being not enough burnt, I agreed to postpone it until Tuesday next. We dined on a beef pudding and cabbage leaves. In the afternoon rode up to Mr Vine’s and looked upon his wool, which he agreed I should have at the market price. Mrs Bean drank tea at our house. In the evening made part of the window tax books. Pretty busy in the day.