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Friday, 2 April 2010
The Boat Race.
It's almost time for the Oxford v Cambridge Boat Race (tomorrow?). This is one of those events that seems to be watched all around the world, with people (who have nothing to do with either of the two universities) taking very distinct sides. Never watched for fun; your side HAS TO WIN.
Less well known about the Boat Race is that both universities have a 2nd Crew. For Oxford it's called Isis, and for Cambridge it's Goldie (on Boat Race day, they race just before the main event).
I was at school just outside Cambridge and the Goldie crew would often train on our stretch of river (the Great Ouse), occasionally leaving their boat in our boathouse.
A good START to any race is essential, and boat racing is no exception. On several occasions I remember practicing our starts against Goldie, and they simply flew ahead of us in seconds. Of course they were older and stronger, but the force they put into their first few strokes was unbelievably impressive.
Rowing is a tough old game, and requires a huge amount of dedication. I salute these guys; I know how much they have to suffer. I was more of a fair-weather-oarsman; much more sedate.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!