d there wrote letters to my father and wife against night, and
then to the business of my office, which being done, I took boat with
Will, and down to Greenwich, where Captain Cocke not being at home I
was vexed, and went to walk in the Park till he come thither to me: and
Will's forgetting to bring my boots in the boat did also vex me, for I
was forced to send the boat back again for them. I to Captain Cocke's
along with him to dinner, where I find his lady still pretty, but not so
good a humour as I thought she was. We had a plain, good dinner, and I
see they do live very frugally. I eat among other fruit much mulberrys,
a thing I have not eat of these many years, since I used to be at
Ashted, at my cozen Pepys's. After dinner we to boat, and had a pleasant
passage down to Gravesend, but it was nine o'clock before we got
thither, so that we were in great doubt what to do, whether to stay
there or no; and the rather because I was afeard to ride, because of my
pain...; but at the Swan, finding Mr. Hemson and Lieutenant Carteret
of the Foresight come to meet me, I borrowed Mr. Hemson's horse, and he
took another, and so we rode to Rochester in the dark, and there at the
Crown Mr. Gregory, Barrow, and others staid to meet me. So after a glass
of wine, we to our barge, that was ready for me, to the Hill-house,
where we soon went to bed, before we slept I telling upon discourse
Captain Cocke the manner of my being cut of the stone, which pleased him
much. So to sleep.

3rd (Lord's day). Up early, and with Captain Cocke to the dock-yard, a
fine walk, and fine weather. Where we walked till Commissioner Pett
come to us, and took us to his house, and showed us his garden and
fine things, and did give us a fine breakfast of bread and butter, and
sweetmeats and other things with great choice, and strong drinks, with
which I could not avoyde making my head ake, though I drank but little.
Thither came Captain Allen of the Foresight, and the officers of
the yard to see me. Thence by and by to church, by coach, with the
Commissioner, and had a dull sermon. A full church, and some pretty
women in it; among others, Beck Allen, who was a bride-maid to a
new married couple that came to church to-day, and, which was pretty
strange, sat in a pew hung with mourning for a mother of the bride's,
which methinks should have been taken down. After dinner going out of
the church saluted Mrs. Pett, who came after us in the coach to church,
and oth