Dearest Diary,
A most intriguing day indeed has transpired. It began with the good fortune of witnessing a favourite opera and continued with an afternoon tea in the company of the eldest Miss Lindsay and our beloved Mother. I continue to see the dramatic effects of the day unwind and am apt to seek solace in the nature of sport. It is most certain that one must engage in such activity from time to time and today is the proper day for me.
On the morrow I shall join a cousin for a rather early breakfast before he must away to his home in the mountain regions. I must insist on an early retirement this evening. But not before some playful sport.
Until tomorrow?...
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