Samuel Pepys @samuelpepys@mastodon.social

I home to bed; and find to my infinite joy many rooms clean; and myself and wife lie in our own chamber again. But much terrified in the nights now-a-days with dreams of fire, and falling down of houses.

While my people were busy, I wrote near thirty letters and orders with my own hand. It is strange to see how clear my head was, being eased of all the matter of all these letters; whereas one would think that I should have been dazed.

He says that the French, as late in the year as it is, are coming; that the Dutch are really in bad condition, but that this unhappinesse of ours do give them heart.

Captain Coke says he hath computed that the rents of houses lost by this fire in the City comes to 600,000l. per annum; that this will make the Parliament more quiet than otherwise they would have been.

All the morning at the office, Harman being come to my great satisfaction to put up my beds and hangings, so I am at rest.

So to bed as last night, only my wife and I upon a bedstead with curtains in that which was Mercer’s chamber, and Balty and his wife (who are here and do us good service), where we lay last night.

This day, poor Tom Pepys, the turner, was with me, and Kate Joyce, to bespeak places; one for himself, the other for her husband. She tells me he hath lost 140l. per annum, but hath seven houses left.

I also got my wine out of the ground again, and set in my cellar; but with great pain to keep the porters that carried it in from observing the money-chests there.

All the afternoon busy; and Sir W. Coventry come to me, and found me, as God would have it, in my office, and people about me setting my papers to rights.

I was troubled in being at home, to see all my goods lie up and down the house in a bad condition, and strange workmen going to and fro might take what they would almost.

Up, and to work, having carpenters come to help in setting up bedsteads and hangings; and at that trade my people and I all the morning.

After supper to bed in my house, the first time I have lain there; and lay with my wife in my old closet upon the ground, and Balty and his wife in the best chamber, upon the ground also.

So to Sir G. Carteret’s to work, and there did to my content ship off into the Bezan all the rest of my goods, saving my pictures and fine things, that I will bring home in wherrys when the house is fit to receive them.

So down to Deptford again to fetch the rest, and there eat a bit of dinner at the Globe, with the master of the Bezan with me, while the labourers went to dinner. Here I hear that this poor town do bury still of the plague seven or eight in a day.

Down to Tower Wharfe; and there, with Balty and labourers from Deptford, did get my goods housed well at home.

Taking occasion from the uncertainty of su marido’s return esta noche, did me levar, and so away home late to Sir W. Pen’s (Balty and his wife lying at my house).

I found occasion to return in the dark and to Bagwell, and there nudo in lecto con ella did do all that I desired, but though I did intend para aver demorado con elle toda la night, yet when I had done ce que je voudrais I did hate both ella and la cosa.

I took Balty down with me to Deptford, and there by the Bezan loaded above half my goods and sent them away.

To Martin, and there did tout ce que je voudrais avec her, and drank, and away by water home and to dinner, Balty and his wife there.

I home, and with Mr. Hater, Gibson, and Tom alone, got all my chests and money into the further cellar with much pains, but great content to me when done.