1886, October 10, Sunday
Bright morning. Windy afternoon. Rain at night all way to Wroxton where I went to preach Harvest Festival Sermon for Horton Infirmary. I was one or two minutes late. The congregation were singing processional hymn when I got to the church, some delay having been caused by having to show Burdon the Vicarage and going into the yard with him, though there was no one at home. After service I had some supper at the Vicarage with the churchwardens and choir. Rev B. Smith, Vicar of Alkerton, who read the Lessons. Fine drive home but intensely cold, and all our rugs etc were intensely wet.