Yesterday's comments reminded me of this little essay on winter cycling from
The History of Sports in Britain, 1880-1914, edited by Martin Polley (via the
Bicycle Diaries). This is obviously not written by someone familiar with Winnipeg winters. Thick mud? But it's a good read nonetheless. When it says we are exactly what we are, might it mean that we are full of "boisterous health, cheerful good humour, and that ready give-and-take spirit of considerate cordiality so essential to the happiness of the home cicrle?" Maybe. At the very least, we are not butterflies.
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2 comments:
That is so awesome.
Running fire of repartee. Indeed.
wow. there it is.
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