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Pulled a churchwardens' account this morning — 1779, the parish of St. Giles, quarterly repairs. The binding has been giving trouble for months, the spine soft and the front board hanging by its last thread of sewing. I spent half an hour with a folder of Japanese tissue, a small weight, and more patience than I usually manage before eleven. The thing is stable now, which is not the same as repaired, but it is enough.
The entry that stopped me was not the roof lead, though there was plenty of that, but a single line near the foot of the page:
Pd. to Eliz. Marsh for washing the surplices & smalls, 1s. 4d.