Seconded. Further, I motion that a chap's imagination should be stoked by tales of debauched living of the type you wouldn't show to the lower orders. A couple of suggestions, then: Confessions of an English Opium Eater by Thomas de Quincey (for those of a bent that inclines them toward English of the ornate, archaic style); and Dandy in the Underworld, the autobiography of Sebastian Horsley (for those that enjoy tales of rumpy-pumpy, psychoactives, and voluntary crucifixion).
If you haven't before laid eyes on any of P.G. Wodhouse's--a rummy chap--stories involving the gentleman's essential valet. I suggest you do so.
Seconded. Further, I motion that a chap's imagination should be stoked by tales of debauched living of the type you wouldn't show to the lower orders. A couple of suggestions, then: Confessions of an English Opium Eater by Thomas de Quincey (for those of a bent that inclines them toward English of the ornate, archaic style); and Dandy in the Underworld, the autobiography of Sebastian Horsley (for those that enjoy tales of rumpy-pumpy, psychoactives, and voluntary crucifixion).