Thread by @MarkFrancois12

Extracts from the plague diary of Mark ne-Francois-Pepys

May 28th

Up, and to the Liaison Committee where all the talk still is of Cummings indiscretion, and I did solemnly tend mine resignation from cabinet, but it is refused that I am not in it. Earlier this day a letter

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is circulated amongst our number by that vole of indiscretion Lord Gove, particularizing several things for the easing Johnson of his charge, his failures of several sorts and any pretence of leadership now professedly over. And to reassure us how devoid of all dignity he is

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in this, Gove came naked to the Hall only very civilly tied about the privities to avoid scandal, and with a chafing-dish of fire and brimstone burning upon his head did pass through us crying “Welcome to my chlorination” Presently the Johnson, afflicted by liarrhoea of late,

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and not at all giving thanks for our nation’s readiness to do all in face of plague, did ramble about Dido and wonder any should offer to bring in suspicion that he ruled otherwise than by the laws of the land, and bade us settle the minds of the country in that particular,

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and to see us so fooled and the nation in certain condition of ruin, while we see he is only governed by his lust, and women, and rogues about him; and we are dismissed to our general great distastes and despairing, which is a grievous consideration, and a drunken swearing,

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rascal did shout, “You’re a poor man’s Joey Essex!’, but I did beg Lord Cleverly to wind his neck in.

At dinner, two good bottles of WKD Blue and did text Lady Truss, it being the very bad fortune of the Pepyses that ever I knew, never to marry an handsome woman. Nandos. Bed.