To my Lord’s at Whitehall, but not finding him I went to the Wardrobe and there dined with my Lady, and was very kindly treated by her. After dinner to the office, and there till late at night. So home, and to Sir William Batten’s, who is come this day from Chatham with my Lady, who is and has been much troubled with the toothache. Here I staid till late, and so home and to bed.
At war with my kind
in the office—
he who is a hat,
who is a tooth.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 7 June 1661.