Some work is despatching private letters, but I got through early on the whole. My sons got back from Paris, after having experience a very rough passage across the channel. The wind has been blowing very heavily for some days, and the weather generally as uncomfortable as possible. Went out with Mrs Adams to pay a visit at Buckingham palace to the King of the Belgians, and to Mr Senior, who is fast declining. Also a visit to the daughters of poor Mr Home, who is at last dead— He sickened a few days after I dined with him, in January, and has been going ever since. From Mr Senior’s I walked home, stopping to leave a card at Edward Ellice’s. Found posters in the doors advertising a sale of the house on the 14th of April. Dined at home—but in the evening went with son Henry to Lady Russell’s perception. My principal object was to speak to Lord Russell about a Despatch relating to the squadron on the coast of Africa to supresss the slave trade. The Secretary of the Navy is now prepared to send the vessels, but he is embarrassed by the Queen’s proclamation prohibiting supplies in English harbours. His Lordship said he had heard of this from Lord Lyons. He though a comedy could be applied by making exceptions. Having accomplished my object I returned home.