i always like the description in "to say nothing of the dog" of the likely reality of croquet in those days. perhaps because my siblings and i used to play rather viciously.
Well, not like that link, except for the jar. She used to keep her potato skins brewing home made hooch on the kitchen window sill. The kids didn't know what it was until my friend got in trouble for throwing out what looked to him like something gone off. Oops.
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i always like the description in "to say nothing of the dog" of the likely reality of croquet in those days.
perhaps because my siblings and i used to play rather viciously.
Well, not like that link, except for the jar. She used to keep her potato skins brewing home made hooch on the kitchen window sill. The kids didn't know what it was until my friend got in trouble for throwing out what looked to him like something gone off. Oops.
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