"The Stuff I Find At Work" Dept.:
Gregory had seemed like a blow-hard at the Sunday luncheon, and was never any good at parlour games. Sadly, Meredyth lost that day out of the ice, in more ways than one...
From the February 2nd, 1907 issue of THE ILLUSTRATED LONDON NEWS:
AN EGG-BLOWING RACE ON THE ICE AT GRINDELWALD (drawn by S. Begg)
Every woman player has a man for partner. Parallel tracks are marked out for each pair and all start level, the ladies on skates, forming a line at one end of the course, the men, wearing shoes or boots, at the other. Partners face partners. First the ladies skate forward, blowing th eeggs along with fans. As soon as they reach the other end, the men fall flat and wriggle along, blowing the egg back again. The partners whose egg gets back first are the winners. The sport is immense, and even the gravest dignitaries have been known to bend to its charms.
What’s next? Any preferences? I have plenty to hand out for you, but I’m wondering what you’d like to see (for those of you keeping score, Funerial Solemnity is soon, if not tomorrow). Pray, let your Obedient Servant know your choices, My Beloved Audience.
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