After breakfast my cousin Hill went away. Dame Durrant sat with my wife all day and dined with us on a piece of pork boiled, a gooseberry pudding and greens. Paid Mr Ben Shelley in cash £1 in full for the same sum he paid Mr John Bumstead in full on my account this week. I also received a receipt of him from Mr George Otway for the £10 I delivered to him the 16th instant.
Molly Fuller sat up with my wife, who is perhaps as bad as can be and alive. Oh, my trouble who can paint or describe?