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Chapters (87)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Winter 1638, At Sea
  4. Spring 1638, Virginia
  5. Summer 1638, London
  6. October 1638
  7. Winter 1639
  8. 1640
  9. Spring 1641
  10. Summer 1641
  11. Summer 1641
  12. Autumn 1641
  13. Spring 1642
  14. April 1642
  15. July 1642
  16. August 1642
  17. October 1642
  18. Winter 1642–3, Virginia
  19. April 1643
  20. May 1643
  21. Spring 1643, England
  22. Summer 1643, Virginia
  23. Summer 1643, England
  24. Winter 1643, Virginia
  25. Spring 1644, Virginia
  26. Spring 1644, England
  27. April 1644, Virginia
  28. Summer 1644, England
  29. October 1644, England
  30. Winter 1644, Virginia
  31. January 1645, England
  32. April 1645, England
  33. Summer 1645, Virginia
  34. Autumn 1645, England
  35. Autumn 1645, Virginia
  36. Winter 1645, England
  37. Winter 1646, Barbados
  38. Spring 1646, London
  39. Spring 1646
  40. Summer 1646
  41. Autumn 1646
  42. Spring 1647
  43. Summer 1647
  44. Autumn 1647
  45. Spring 1648
  46. April 1648, Oatlands Palace
  47. Summer 1648
  48. July 1648
  49. Autumn 1648
  50. January 1649
  51. Saturday 20 January 1649
  52. Monday 22 January 1649
  53. Tuesday 23 January 1649
  54. Wednesday 24 January 1649
  55. Thursday 25 January 1649
  56. Friday 26 January 1649
  57. Saturday 27 January 1649
  58. Sunday 28 January 1649
  59. Tuesday 30 January 1649
  60. Spring 1649
  61. Summer 1649
  62. Summer 1650
  63. Autumn 1650
  64. Spring 1651
  65. Summer 1651
  66. Autumn 1651
  67. Winter 1651
  68. Autumn 1652
  69. Spring 1653
  70. Winter 1654
  71. Spring 1654
  72. 1655
  73. March 1656
  74. April 1656
  75. Summer 1657
  76. Summer 1657
  77. Autumn 1658
  78. Spring 1659
  79. Summer 1659
  80. Autumn 1659
  81. Spring 1660
  82. Summer 1660
  83. Autumn 1660
  84. Winter 1660
  85. About the Author
  86. Also by the Author
  87. About the Publisher

Here in Lambeth we are well but troubled, as is everyone in the kingdom, by the continuance of the war. Food is very scarce and there is no coal to be had at all. There has been petty fighting on the roads into London and we never know whether meat for the markets will be driven in or not. Our men are called up to serve in the City trained bands but they have not yet been sent outside the bounds of the City, so when they are stood down they come back to work. We try to keep the Ark and the gardens open as normal and we are trading a little. There are still people who want to live as if the war were not taking place and they still want to know that gardens are growing and that strange and rare beautiful things can still be seen. It is very pitiful to me when a young gentleman comes to order some seeds or plants or trees before he goes off to join either the king or the Parliament army, and I know that he is planting for his heir and does not expect to see the trees grow. It is at those times that I realise what wickedness this war is and will be, and I confess, I blame the king very much for standing so upon his rights and driving his people into rebellion.

I did not think I would ever be able to say it, but I am glad you are not here, husband. I miss you and so do the children but I do not know how a man could keep his wits and bear the sorrow of this kingdom, especially one like you who had served the king and the queen and seen them reap the consequences of their folly. There are rights, God-given rights, on both sides of the argument and all a woman can wonder is why the two sides cannot come together and resolve to live in peace. But they cannot, they will not, and God help them we all suffer while they hammer out the victory one on the other. Parliament is now in alliance with the Scots and they have sworn to defend each other against the king. But the Scots are a long way away and the king’s armies are very close, and everyone seems to think he has the advantage. Also, he has now recruited a Papist Irish army and we are all most afraid of their coming.