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Going down on the wrong end

This entry from the diaries of John Reed seems appropriate for the cold and snowy weather many of us have been experiencing. Written seventy-four years ago tomorrow, it describes the adventures he and his schoolfriends enjoyed after waking to a snowy scene, improvising with milk crates, bowls, trays and even bricks in place of sledges. One of his teachers, reports the twelve-year-old Reed with some glee, was however less successful, going down as he did ‘on his wrong end’…

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