Two of the clock, 8th August 1888

A most agreeable few days on the sands of Eastbourne, although I freely admit to shock and astonishment at the wilful display of lax morals among certain womenfolk who frequent the front. As you will see from my amateur sketch above, they demonstrate a penchant for hoisting their petticoats and immodestly revealing their ankles as they paddle upon the shoreline. Gentlemen are forced to avert their eyes. I distracted myself by a trip to the newly erected camera obscura and with a pleasant ride upon the back of an ass which is trained, much like a circus beast, to traverse the dunes for the entertainment of his human masters.