Daily entries from the 17th century London diary
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About Saturday 30 April 1664
"... and there a good while with Mr. Pett upon the new ship discoursing and learning of him."
And here is the key to Pepys' success as an administrator: however full of himself he seems to be in his diary entries sometimes, he is always willing to listen and learn more from those who do the real work. In my own experience, this is a relatively rare quality amongst would-be high-fliers!
"We all seem to desire it ...."
Perhaps Sam is using the word 'seem' is a slightly archaic way, meaning a false show of support in company, whatever one's private misgivings.
About Wednesday 27 April 1664
To dot a couple of "i"s etc.
Until 1831, there was effectively "separation of powers" in the governance of the Navy.
* Operational matters were decided by the Lord High Admiral (currently James), in consultation with the Board of the Admiralty.
* Administration, procurement, pay, etc were the province of the Navy Board. So, the Sir Williams were administrators like Pepys, and therefore not involved in "issuing most of the command orders to captains, and so forth" Penn was not even an officer of the Navy board, but an advisor/helper, there for his experience. James' later use of Penn as a strategic advisor was in a personal capacity.
Pepys may well have been the "colleague from hell" for some, but was also clearly trusted by others, and loyal to underlings like Hayter and Hewer. As an administrator, he didn't hide behind his desk, but was prepared to get his hands dirty, and listen to the opinions of those on the ground doing the work. Indeed, one of the great pleasures of his life seems to have been listening to others with an interesting tale to tell, or information to impart. Perhaps this is why, despite lack of combat experience, he was later trusted enough to be promoted to the post of Secretary to the Admiralty.
About Monday 25 April 1664
"my Lord pays use": cf the word "usury".
"52-55 Newington Green have survived the Great Fire of London ...."
Hmm, I think Historic UK is being a bit disingenuous here Sarah, by implying that the houses were in any way threatened in 1666, or part of London. :)
Newington Green did not "survive" the Great Fire Of London, because it was neither in London, nor anywhere near the fire, most of which was within the city walls, or a few hundred yards to the west of it, but still within the jurisdiction of the City. In fact, Newington Green was then properly in the country, about 2½ miles due north of Moorgate, which the fire approached but did not reach.
About Friday 22 April 1664
2nd May Gregorian: sunrise would be about 4:30 am. If the sky was fairly clear, there'd be a long twilight, certainly decent light for 45 minutes or more. The rest of the entry suggests that it had been a clear night; the mist being caused by the fact the the river was warmer than the cool air above it until the sun was risen.
About Thursday 21 April 1664
Lady Sandwich is of course six months or so pregnant by now, so soon-to-be-born James may have been pressing on her bladder!
About Wednesday 13 April 1664
I assume there's a large amout of plate, a long established method of the nobs for storing wealth. Some was, perhaps, out of fashion, some, as cumgrano suggested, tainted by association. So he's doing a part exchange with the goldsmiths, who will melt the old plate down to be reused, presumably retaining a portion as their share.
About Tuesday 12 April 1664
Robert's comments remind me of of the newly-crowned Hal's rejection of Falstaff at the end of Henry IV part 2:
....Presume not that I am the thing I was;For God doth know, so shall the world perceive,That I have turn’d away my former self;So will I those that kept me company. ...
This is one of Shakespeare's greatest speeches.
I don't think it's as extreme as that with Sam. As we go through life, we grow closer to some, and more distant from others. Familiarity may bring contempt in some cases, but in others it leads to lifelong friendship.
About Sunday 10 April 1664
Assuming that Dorothy was a Kingsmill, she must surely be related to the celebrated English poet, Anne Finch (née Kingsmill), Countess of Winchilsea (1661–1720)?
Here is an article comparing her poetry with that of Mary Wortley Montagu, wife of Sandwich's grandson Sir Edward Wortley-Montagu
Poems by the two ladies can be found at the links below:
About Saturday 9 April 1664
I have passed Ruben's recipe suggestion to the Tripe Marketing Board.