25 December 1656 – 31 December 1656

I went to London, to receive the Blessed Communion, this holy festival at Dr. Wild's lodgings, where I rejoiced to find so full an assembly of devout and sober Christians.

I invited some of my neighbors and tenants, according to custom, and to preserve hospitality and charity.

A stranger preached on Luke xviii. 7, 8, on which he made a confused discourse, with a great deal of Greek and ostentation of learning, to but little purpose.

Dined with me Sir William Paston's son, Mr. Henshaw, and Mr. Clayton.

I begged God's blessing and mercies for his goodness to me the past year, and set my domestic affairs in order.