Friday 28 December 1660

Office day. There all the morning. Dined at home alone with my wife, and so staid within all the afternoon and evening; at my lute, with great pleasure, and so to bed with great content.

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Charlezzzzz  •  Link

What an innocent and happy day!
If every day had been so simple and so sweet, how many of us would read the diary?

vincent  •  Link

from yesterday "...About the middle of the night I was very ill

Ruben  •  Link

Vincent: note that SP also vomited and had difficulties passing urine. This are signs good for a diagnosis of an urinary colic. It is possible that again a stone was bothering him.
SP may be writing that it was to much for him and not that it was to much in absolute terms.

Jenny Doughty  •  Link

Ruben - I've just noted that on yesterday's entry, before I read this one of yours.

vincent  •  Link

"Dined at home alone with my wife,"
did he dine "separated/exclusive/isolated/solitary/forlorne/desolate/without maid" with my wife ? Desolute fits, he being of aked head amongst other problems.
alone ME al[all]+ one?

Jenny Doughty  •  Link

I would read that as meaning that they had no other company for dinner.

joe fulm  •  Link

There's no contentment like the aftermath of a vomitus hangover and the cease of razor sharp kidney pains. Especially that he'd had an operation two years previously for kidney/bladder stones(performed in a relative's house by surgeon Thomas Hollier) and that subsequent discomfort must have been worrying. Uneventful days come into their own.

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