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Mike's
Pith & Wind - Manners
‘Manners
maketh the man’ was a saying often bandied
about by my headmaster, Harry Hornsby. Harry took
me for Latin classes (that’s Latin the dead
language, not the musical genre) for two excruciating
years and on reflection wasn’t the most
polite person himself, particularly in my case,
(Latin’s very particular about cases incidentally)
often musing; ‘Rudd MD – MD stands
for mentally deficient, doesn’t it boy?’
before cracking me over the head Molesworth-style
with a ruler.
I didn’t apply myself in Latin. Or French.
Or physics. Or mathematics. In fact I was a natural
born slacker with an apathetic attitude exacerbating
my ineptitude for just about every subject with
the exceptions of Art, English and History in
which subjects I very nearly excelled and in which
I might actually have excelled if I’d just
put some effort in.
That I did enter the real world with relatively
good manners and an appreciation of etiquette
was largely due to the efforts of my mother (and
my extended family which is also very big on manners),
but I’ll grudgingly concede that my schooling
had some input in that area as well. School and
the real world got the better part of the deal
because I was a surly and argumentative teenager
at home. Bro’ Dick and I would alternate
dropping in on our maternal grandmother, who lived
in a self-contained unit downstairs, to be cheered
up after some adolescent grievance, more often
than not as a result of conflict with each other.
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Dick's
Toolbox - December 2015
My wife asked me, as we lumbered
the narrow road to Kinglake in the trusty Subaru,
what I thought about as I rode my bike. The question
was pertinent, as I ride up to Kinglake occasionally
(today even), and when you think about it in the
abstract your first thought is that it is a long
steep hill. Well, it is long, but not particularly
steep for most of the way. In fact, the steep
part is a small pinch called Wild Dog Hill, which
is a precipitous annoyance and probably before
you would say the Kinglake climb starts.
I explained that, more than once and being in
a particularly odious mood, I had sworn solidly
for an hour and forty-five minutes from the start
to the end of one particular ride. But normally,
when not zoning out in some cycling trance, I
think about what’s around me, as that’s
generally picturesque. Some time may be spent
wondering if there is any discernible difference
between the smell of dead kangaroo and dead wombat,
and a lot of time is spent wondering about why
young people pass me on smarter bikes than mine
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