August 26th 1665
Sitting on the river I heard talk from two people walking by talking about pest houses. They are apparently where some people went when they had the plague. Nurses would help look after them and try and nurse them back to health. They sound horrible. People would be cooped up with other people who had the same illness.
As I lay down on the river I heard more talk. Apparently one nurse who was doing her daily visit to her patient had stolen something. She came over and found him dead. So she ransacked the house before leaving.
The people who come round to check what illness people died from really should come more often. Well nothing could make this worse.