'I had, as is observed in the third year of my being here kept a young kid, and bred her up tame, and I was in hopes of getting a he-goat; but I could not by any means bring it to pass, till my kid grew an old goat; and as I could never find in my heart to kill her, she died at last of mere age.'

Time passes for Robinson Crusoe in a number of ways including goat lives. We invite you to write about how time passes here at Goat Ledge on the edge of the ocean.

Open 9am-6pm

Goat Ledge
Warrior Square, St Leonards on Sea




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