The legend will never die:

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A fairly uneventful day. In the evening however, I got Nick to drive me to Ruth's house and then went on to The Courthouse to play countdown whist, which remains a great game in defiance of James' indifference. We met up with Dave, a very amiable chap, who was relatively sober this night. We stretched out one game (13 cards counting down to 1 for four rounds, and then back up to thirteen) for the entire evening with plenty of time for amible chat and otherpleasantry. We left a little later than Nicholas originally intended. I claim to be nothing other than a driver, and no great shakes at that, but in observing Nicholas' driving, and chatting about him with it a bit, I have come to the conclusion that his previous instructor was a bit of a dope.