pugwash
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Ian Wright's post got us all going. Sore welly marks on our legs, frozen bums, medicated bog paper, two-handed Wagon Wheels -- no end of lovely nonsense that brought out the old fart in the best of us. But what will our kids (teenagers, twentysomethings) remember fondly about this day and age? Awful White Boats? Muddy creeks where you could anchor for free? Charts you had to write on? Buttons you had to push with a finger?
What else?
What else?