Sunday, 22 July 2012

The Ragged Greenhorns & Antiquarian Striplings

A young 'Greenhorn' relaxing with an annual

Do not suppose for one moment that The Ragged Society of Antiquarian Ramblers (RSAR) are a bunch of old fuddy-duddies poo poos. Oh no - far from it daddy-o! As well as our innovative Church Parkour activities, we also have a youth wing - The Ragged Greenhorns & Antiquarian Striplings (RGAS). Just like their mature superiors, the 'Greenhorns' enjoy wholesome antiquarian pursuits, such as dust collecting, pipe tapping & cake critique. However, it is a requirement of their liminal status that they slake their thirst with cold beverages; namely, lashings of ginger beer and fountains of fizzy ('fiddy') pop. It is only at the age of twenty nine when a 'Greenhorn' is permitted to drink steaming hot tea from flasks and become a fully fledged adult Member of The Society. That is as it should be, surely... Huzzah!

Authored by:
Thadeus Basil-Snapper (the third!)
Munro Tweeder-Harris, Esq. (the last!)


  1. Ahh yes. I remember my first steaming hot mug of tea. In those days it was in the Weedy Shack at the bottom of Bulwer Rants garden. After seven nights in the sweat shack with nothing but a copy of the Boys Book of Knowledge to sustain me, the local WI cleansed me with carbolic soap before dressing me in my very first tweed suit.

    Happy days!

  2. Why, that's young Ellis! Used to board with his great grandfather, Ted. Recognise those lugs anywhere!

  3. Major Hodgeforth (Retired)23 July 2012 at 15:32

    I'm not alone in maintaining that 29 is too young for "flasking-up", have always said so. As well as the potential dangers, which may manifest in later life, there's also a simple question of appreciation: the palette simply isn't developed enough for the subtleties of drizzle, Earl Grey variants, not to mention the world of good shag. Too, too young. Before 35's a waste of time.