I dined on a sparerib roasted and applesauce. Very little to do all day. About 7 o’clock T. Durrant and I walked up to pay Mr Bannister a visit. We stayed and supped with him on some bread and cheese and came home about 10:15 very sober. How melancholy a time do I now experience!
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The Diary, 1754–1765