Saturday 11 November 1665
I up and to the office (leaving my wife in bed) and there till noon, then to dinner and back again to the office, my wife going to Woolwich again, and I staying very late at my office, and so home to bed.
Daily entries from the 17th century London diary
I up and to the office (leaving my wife in bed) and there till noon, then to dinner and back again to the office, my wife going to Woolwich again, and I staying very late at my office, and so home to bed.
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jeannine • Link
Well considering yesterday he caught up in his Diary entries from Oct 28-Nov 10 he probably was tired of writing today!
dirk • Link
From the Carte Papers, Bodleian Library
http://www.bodley.ox.ac.uk/dept/s…
Lord Sandwich to Captain Naphthali Ball, of the Frigate Success
Written from: At the Nore
Date: 11 November 1665
Directs him to proceed to the Downs, and to receive from Deal Castle such bullion & dollars as shall be delivered to him, under a warrant from the Duke of Albemarle, & thence to carry the same to Ostend, to be delivered to such persons as His Majesty shall appoint to receive them. ...
Robert Gertz • Link
"This is all screwed up, Sam'l."
"Screwed...? Mrs. Pepys. Are you suggesting that my memory was less than perfect? Need I point out that..."
"You were a wonder...But this is screwed up. I was there, too, remember?"
"Nonsense...Test me. Even here in Heaven, I remember every detail perfectly."
"November 10th, 1665."
"You came to me at Greenwich after a trip to London."
"An incredible trip...You didn't even mention that."
"This, my dear, is the Diary of Samuel Pepys."
"Lord, don't I know that."
"We dined at nine..."
"We dined at eight..."
"I was on time..."
"You made me wait..."
"Ah, yes...I remember it well..."
"We dined with friends..."
"We dined alone..."
"But, someone sang..."
"You, baritone..."
"Ah, yes...I remember it well..."
"Old Harrington had died..."
"He lived till sixty nine...And he was younger than you..."
"That's right, that's right...
I often think of that Thursday..."
"Friday..."
"...night when you came to ease my loneliness..."
"That clear night sky..."
"Drenched in rain..."
"Italian songs..."
"They were from Spain..."
"Ah, yes...I remember it well..."
"You wore your yellow hood..."
"I wore my lace with blue..."
"Oh...Was I too busy or old?"
"Sam'l...Not you. How fun you were, charming and gay...In spite of things, I chose to stay..."
"Ah, yes...Ah, yes...Ah...Yes...I remember it well..."
"More or less..."
"Bess..."
A. Hamilton • Link
Ah, sweet memories. I'm off to visit a place I left in June 1950, Havana, said to have been preserved in amber, sort of. I apologize for being so off topic.
A. De Araujo • Link
Give my regards to Fidel and Raul and Alicia Alonso@A.Hamilton.
Terry Foreman • Link
Robert, brilliant!
cum salis grano • Link
issue 2 gazette this day dothe write
[ thanks to Terry Foreman ]
http://www.london-gazette.co.uk/i…
full of war news and other prize winning events.