1664 was rather enjoyable and rather easy to read. I felt compassionate with Pepys for his suffering such pains linked to his kidney problems. It should have been really bad in those days not being able to be cured efficiently...

Those Frenchmen!
22 FEBRUARY. (…) The rape upon a woman at Turnstile the other day, her husband being bound in his shirt, they both being in bed together, it being night, by two Frenchmen, who did not only lie with her but abused her with a Linke, is hushed up for 300l — being the Queen-mother’s servants. (…)

Such descriptions first bring merriment when one reads them, but one soon realizes how hard it was at that time to live with continual pains...
19 MARCH. (…) I in great pain through a simple squeezing of my cods today, by putting one leg over another as I have formerly done, which made me hasten home; (…)

Pepys loves pretty dogs.
23 MARCH. Up; and going out saw Mrs. Buggins’s dog, which proves, as I thought last night, so pretty that I took him and the bitch into my closet below and, by holding down the bitch, help him to line her; which he did very stoutly, so I hope it will take — for it is the prettiest dog that ever I saw. (…)

What happened to this poor Will Joyce is properly amazing: being condemned for having dared to get his money back from a peeress, and besides having to suffer Pepys’s disdain…
5 APRIL. (…) I went to W. Joyce, where I find the order come and Bayle (his father and brother) given and he paying his fees, which come to above 12l, besides 5l he is to give one man and his charges of eating and drinking here, and 10s a day as many days as he stands under Bayle — which I hope will teach him hereafter to hold his tongue better then he used to do. (…)

Pepys makes Creed invite him to theatre in order not to break his vow.
13 AUGUST. (…) and so Mr. Creed dining with me, I got him to give my wife and me a play this afternoon, lending him money to do it — which is a fallacy that I have found now once to avoid my vowe with, but never to be more practised I swear. (…)

Pepys consoles as he can.
19 SEPTEMBER. (…) The committee up, I to Westminster to Jervas’s and spoke with Jane, who I find cold and not so desirous of a meeting as before; and it is no matter, I shall be the freer from the inconveniences that might fallow thereon — besides offending God Almighty and neglecting my business. (…)

Pepys’s house must have been a nightmare at night.
26 OCTOBER. (…) and my boy, he could not sleep, but wakes about 4 a-clock and in bed lay playing on his lute till daylight, and it seems did the like last night till 12 a-clock. (…)

I think this is the first time in the Diary where Pepys uses French to mask his misdeeds.
9 DECEMBER. (…) and I to Westminster-hall and thence to Gervas’s, and there find I cannot prevail with Jane to go forth with me; but though I took a good occasion of going to the Trumpet, she declined coming — which vexed me (je ayant grand envie envers elle, avec vrai amour et passion). (…)

Strange how poor Mrs. Pepys is prompt to be friend again after such a behaviour…
19 DECEMBER. Going to bed betimes last night, we waked betimes. And from our people’s being forced to take the key to go out to light a candle, I was very angry and begun to find fault with my wife for not commanding her servants as she ought. Thereupon, she giving me some cross answer, I did strike her over her left eye such a blow, as the poor wretch did cry out and was in great pain; but yet her spirit was such as to endeavour to bite and scratch me. But I cogging her, made her leave crying, and sent for butter and parsley, and friends presently one with another; and I up, vexed at my heart to think what I had done, for she was forced to lay a poultice or something to her eye all day, and is black — and the people of the house observed it. (…)

Pepys est un gros dégueulasse. One shouldn’t do that to one’s host…
20 DECEMBER. Up and walked to Deptford, where after doing something at the yard, I walked, without being observed, with Bagwell home to his house and there was very kindly used, and the poor people did get a dinner for me in their fashion — of which I also eat very well. After dinner I found occasion of sending him abroad; and then alone avec elle je tentoy à faire ce que je voudrais, et contre sa force je le faisoy, bien que pas à mon contentment. (…)

Pepys est vraiment un gros dégueulasse.
28 DECEMBER. I waked in the morning about 6 a-clock, and my wife not come to bed. I lacked a pot but there was none, and bitter cold, so was forced to rise and piss in the chimney, and to bed again. (…)

I can’t remember such kisses for New Year at the end of the other volumes…
31 DECEMBER. (…) Thence home to eat a little, and so to bed. As soon as ever the clock struck one, I kissed my wife in the kitchen by the fire-side, wishing her a merry New year, observing that I believe I was the very proper wisher of it this year, for I did it as soon as ever the clock struck one. ( )