James Emery, a-gardening for me all the forenoon, dined with me on a cold bullock’s heart pie and plain suet pudding and potatoes. Completed posting my day book. At home all day and but very little to do. In the evening myself, Sam Jenner, my brother and Joseph Fuller Jr went into Thomas Durrant’s, where we stayed about 2 hours and a half, but too long it proved for us to come home sober. Oh, how hateful am I to myself; how do I detest and loathe myself.
This evening died the wife of Edward Foord, about 6:30, after a lingering illness, aged 49.