Wayneman Birch

I am servant to the Pepys household courtesy of my sister Jane

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I am thinking how much food may be left over for me to sample at the end of the night.

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I am thinking of Deb Willetts.

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I am hoping that @drunkenluce will make her steak and kidney pudding this week but she says she cannot abide the smell of the kidneys today

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There are parts of me that grow every time I think of Mary Mercer.

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It was not much, but she held me fast and kissed me on the cheek and said that I was growing into a fine young man.

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I have given all my savings to Mary Mercer who has need of them to help her old aunt.

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I am working in the yard to get away from the sound of that penny whistle.

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I shall take great care not to get a drunken wife. I would rather have a forward wench like Sophy than a sot like Luce.

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I am thinking it would be very hard to have a wife all the time.

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I am waking from the strangest dream of Sophy, kitchen girl to the Penns. She had her own face, but Mary Mercer's body and loose gown.

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I will have to ask another potato of Jane for my chilblains. They are as red as a drunkard's nose and throbbing like one too.

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I am wishing Mary Mercer was coming to dine or sup as often as she used.

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I am walking back to Seething Lane and considering the fineness of my parts

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I am thinking that the Penn's under maid Sophie has a very foul tongue and her coarse comments on the fineness of my parts show no modesty

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I am thinking that the Penn's under maid Sophie has a pretty face.

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I am waiting in the kitchen while the cook is fetching the plate, which has just been in use.

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I am walking to walking to the house of Sir W. Penn to bring back the silver.

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I am dawdling over errands in the street, hoping to have a sight of Mary Mercer again.

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I am dreaming of Mary Mercer.

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I am watching Mary Mercer walk down our street.