29th (Lord’s day).  Up, and to church, where Mr. Mills, a lazy, simple sermon upon the Devil’s having no right to any thing in this world.  So home to dinner, and after dinner I and my boy down by water to Redriffe and thence walked to Mr. Evelyn’s, where I walked in his garden till he come from Church, with great pleasure reading Ridly’s discourse, all my way going and coming, upon the Civill and Ecclesiastical Law.  He being come home, he and I walked together in the garden with mighty pleasure, he being a very ingenious man; and the more I know him, the more I love him.  His chief business with me was to propose having my cozen Thomas Pepys in Commission of the Peace, which I do not know what to say to till I speake with him, but should be glad of it and will put him upon it.  Thence walked back again reading and so took water and home, where I find my uncle and aunt Wight, and supped with them upon my leads with mighty pleasure and mirthe, and they being gone I mighty weary to bed, after having my haire of my head cut shorter, even close to my skull, for coolnesse, it being mighty hot weather.

30th.  Up and, being ready, to finish my journall for four days past.  To the office, where busy all the morning.  At noon dined alone, my wife gone abroad to conclude about her necklace of pearle.  I after dinner to even all my accounts of this month; and, bless God!  I find myself, notwithstanding great expences of late; viz.  L80 now to pay for a necklace; near L40 for a set of chairs and couch; near L40 for my three pictures:  yet I do gather, and am now worth L5200.  My wife comes home by and by, and hath pitched upon a necklace with three rows, which is a very good one, and L80 is the price.  In the evening, having finished my accounts to my full content and joyed that I have evened them so plainly, remembering the trouble my last accounts did give me by being let alone a little longer than ordinary, by which I am to this day at a loss for L50, I hope I shall never commit such an error again, for I cannot devise where the L50 should be, but it is plain I ought to be worth L50 more than I am, and blessed be God the error was no greater.  In the evening with my [wife] and Mercer by coach to take the ayre as far as Bow, and eat and drank in the coach by the way and with much pleasure and pleased with my company.  At night home and up to the leads, but were contrary to expectation driven down again with a stinke by Sir W. Pen’s shying of a shitten pot in their house of office close by, which do trouble me for fear it do hereafter annoy me.  So down to sing a little and then to bed.  So ends this month with great layings-out.  Good health and gettings, and advanced well in the whole of my estate, for which God make me thankful.

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