At the Royall Oake Taverne, I drank a sort of French wine called Ho Bryan, that hath a good and most particular taste that I never met with.

Strange to say what delight we married people have to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition.

Find myself £43 worse than I was the last month ... chiefly arisen from my layings-out in clothes for myself and wife; viz., for her, about £12, and for myself, £55 or thereabouts.

The best of a bad bargain.

I did this night promise my wife never to go to bed without calling upon God, upon my knees, in prayer.

Now public business takes up so much of my time that I must get time a Sundays or a nights to look after my own matters.

It having been a very cold night last night I had got some cold, and so in pain by wind, and a sure precursor of pain is sudden letting off farts, and when that stops, then my passages stop and my pain begins