Sunday 13th January 1808

Dear Diary,
After Chapel this morning I spoke to the Parson and enquired about the arrangements for the Fairfax funeral this week. I was shocked to hear that no arrangements had been made. I directed the Parson to make all the necessary arrangements and made it clear that I would, anonymously, cover all costs. I enjoyed some brisk exercise after lunch and passed the remainder of the afternoon reading. As the light began to fade I began to feel the chill and noticed that the fire was dwindling and there was no fuel left. I noticed that Ned was passing outside so opened the window and enquired of him, " Ned, do you have wood?" "No, Mr Austen" he replied " It's just a hammer in my pocket."