Lewes History Man

An Edwardian gentleman of leisure, living in old Lewes Town

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Took a stroll into town, and found myself in the White Lion. Saw John Cramp, who had just finished his shift at the racing stables. I bought him a scotch, and he gave me a tip on Thursday's Houndean Handicap.

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Rose has tidied up my moustache, and provided me with some cherry pie. I am now reading Mr E M Forster's latest novel. It is set in Italy, and so far a gripping read.

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Had my hair cut by Mr Dusart in the High Street. His young son Harold is in training, and I permitted him to trim my moustache. That was an error.

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Strode up Chapel Hill to the golf course. Sat with a jam sandwich, looking down upon the town. It is truly a wonderous view.

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Wandered into Lewes Town sporting my new hat. Chanced upon Kitty Ford. Took her to Rosa Slark's tea room for a lemon slice.

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Visited Browne & Crosskeys to purchase a new hat. Flirted with the young sales assistant, but failed to attain a discount.

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Visited dear old Mrs Tomsett in Leicester Road. We sat in her garden drinking tea, whilst my goat helped itself to her rose bushes. Confounded creature.

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Took a stroll into town. Bumped into Harry Pinyoun with his hound. Exchanged pleasantries, and was persuaded to join him for a beer at the White Lion.

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Rose put up the Christmas decorations this morning. We were foolish enough to leave the house shortly afterwards, and my goat took the opportunity to consume the bottom half of the tree.

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Took a train to Brighton to meet an old friend. We lunched at the Battle of Trafalgar public house. The landlord, Mr Horn, is a most eccentric fellow.

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Feeling cold this evening, despite the roaring fire. My goat has mauled both my slippers, so I have persuaded the creature to lay on my feet.

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Visited the Lewes Arms for a quick beer. Met a Scotchman there, who educated me on the merits of a good peat whisky. Rose is now tending to me with a cold compress.

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Took a stroll up to Black Cap. The rain came down on my return, so it seemed prudent to stop off at the Pelham Arms to dry off.

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Our lamp lighter Edwin Fuller has been taken ill. Found old Mrs Upton wandering aimlessly in Lancaster Street, and took it upon myself to guide her home.

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A stressful visit from my austere aunt Jemima. As she went to leave we discovered my goat had eaten her hat. She was infuriated. I have rewarded the creature with several treats.

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My aunt Jemima is coming to visit from Crowborough tomorrow. A fearsome woman, who has little time for nonsense. I am predicting a stressful day.

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Took a stroll into Lewes Town. However, the rain forced me into Rosa Slark's tea room, where I consumed far too many oat biscuits with my Ovaltine.

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The darker evenings are coming. Rose is making her superb lark pie, which we have not had since St George's Day.

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Took a stroll into town with my new goat. It appears to be a very docile creature. However, it did not take to Mrs Dumbrell. It might have been the garish hat.

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My goat is poorly. I tried the usual tonics of malt biscuits and Ovaltine, but the creature showed no interest. Rose has gone to fetch Mr Munby from the surgery.