Betimes to my Lord. Extremely much people and business. So with him to Whitehall to the Duke.
Back with him by coach and left him in Covent Garden. I back to Will’s and the Hall to see my father. Then to the Leg in King Street with Mr. Moore, and sent for L’Impertinent to dinner with me. After that with Mr. Moore about Privy Seal business. To Mr. Watkins, so to Mr. Crew’s. Then towards my father’s met my Lord and with him to Dorset House to the Chancellor. So to Mr. Crew’s and saw my Lord at supper, and then home, and went to see Mrs. Turner, and so to bed.
Me: my extreme business.
I see my father, that wit,
the war with chance.
My lord Me, we turn.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 11 June 1660.