Five minutes past three, 1st August 1888
To the sea-side this weekend to take the sun. During my perambulations along the front, I shall endeavour to focus further upon my forthcoming birthday and its associated celebrations. If the mood takes me, I dare say I may venture to the newly-built pier which I understand extends some several hundred yards into the sea and houses countless frivolities and childish amusements. You may, dear reader, rest assured that I shall eschew any game or folly which encourages immorality or fecklessness.
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