Thence to Hales’s to have seen our pictures, but could not get in, he being abroad, and so to the Cakehouse hard by, and there sat in the coach with great pleasure, and eat some fine cakes and so carried them to Pierces and away home.  It is a mighty fine witty boy, Mrs. Pierces little boy.  Thence home and to the office, where late writing letters and leaving a great deale to do on Monday, I home to supper and to bed.  The truth is, I do indulge myself a little the more in pleasure, knowing that this is the proper age of my life to do it; and out of my observation that most men that do thrive in the world, do forget to take pleasure during the time that they are getting their estate, but reserve that till they have got one, and then it is too late for them to enjoy it with any pleasure.

11th (Lord’s day).  Up, and by water to White Hall, there met Mr. Coventry coming out, going along with the Commissioners of the Ordnance to the water side to take barge, they being to go down to the Hope.  I returned with them as far as the Tower in their barge speaking with Sir W. Coventry and so home and to church, and at noon dined and then to my chamber, where with great pleasure about one business or other till late, and so to supper and to bed.

12th.  Up betimes, and called on by abundance of people about business, and then away by water to Westminster, and there to the Exchequer about some business, and thence by coach calling at several places, to the Old Exchange, and there did much business, and so homeward and bought a silver salt for my ordinary table to use, and so home to dinner, and after dinner comes my uncle and aunt Wight, the latter I have not seen since the plague; a silly, froward, ugly woman she is.  We made mighty much of them, and she talks mightily of her fear of the sicknesse, and so a deale of tittle tattle and I left them and to my office where late, and so home to supper and to bed.  This day I hear my Uncle Talbot Pepys died the last week, and was buried.  All the news now is, that Sir Jeremy Smith is at Cales—­[Cadiz]—­with his fleete, and Mings in the Elve.—­[Elbe]—­The King is come this noon to towne from Audly End, with the Duke of Yorke and a fine train of gentlemen.

13th.  Up betimes, and to the office, where busy sitting all the morning, and I begin to find a little convenience by holding up my head to Sir W. Pen, for he is come to be more supple.  At noon to dinner, and then to the office again, where mighty business, doing a great deale till midnight and then home to supper and to bed.  The plague encreased this week 29 from 28, though the total fallen from 238 to 207, which do never a whit please me.