Saturday, 29 March 2014


A Canadian college ice hockey team swept onto the train, a tackle of padded bags and youth, blocking all the seats around me with sticks and limbs and maple clear accents, going to, or just having just been to, a match in Oxford.

Their talk was all of the Oxford rink, and the Oxford girls, and the smoothness of both it seemed. But I couldn't quite tell whether their tales were recent victories or anticipated conquests.

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