Bright day – hard frost.
Wrote to Aunt Emma.
Mrs George Harris died at 4 am.
Buried William Brown. The funeral was 25 minutes late. Poulton who was the undertaker said it was the fault of the women – who on his telling them it was time to start said there was no hurry. I told him that as undertaker he must use his best endeavours to secure punctuality by telling persons in future that they must not expect me to wait at the Church after the time appointed as it was very cold up there – and I had other duties to attend to.
George Harris, my tenant
Ann Fox, W. Poulton.
Dr Routh came this evening to audit School and Charity accounts. Routh told story of his groom – a Tysoe man – very stupid. To Charlotte Webb, female servant
“Some oats be coom, when they be done, th’master ‘ll want to know when they com’d in. What day be’t Charlut?”
“Why, you silly, don’t you know it’s new year’s day?”
“Ay, I know that’s well as you do. What I wants to know is what day o’th month is it.”