Word: ryding
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...build a business; the after-school coaching regime that primes primary-school kids for entrance exams for nearby selective high schools and then university; the duty of making kids practice their musical instruments or enrolling them in year-round learn-to-swim classes at places such as the Ryde Aquatic Leisure Centre. At the weekend, it's ferrying the kids to sport and, possibly, attending one of the area's evangelical Christian churches...
...Peter Ryde, who succeeded Darwin as the golf correspondent for The London Times in 1953, has compiled an anthology of Darwin's essays that broach a wide range of subjects although most touch in some way on the game that consumed his life. The book, entitled Mostly Golf, was recently released to commemorate the centennial of Darwin's birth on September 7, 1876 in Downe, Kent...
...enthusiasm for sports and the pugnacious attitude that allowed him to become a championship golfer in his own right, added a certain lovable but disarming, and at times boorish, intensity to his personality. The passion that infuses all of Darwin's writings can perhaps best be traced to Ryde's insight that "every game he watched or took part in assumed the proportions of an heroic encounter...
...Peter Ryde, who succeeded Darwin as golf correspondent for The London Times, has written a recently relseased book entitled Mostly Golf to commemorate the man who some may feel may have been the greatest sportswriter of all time...
...disperplyd, for lo! ther rideth out of the Weste upon usse Sir Alaine the Ladd, whych is siccar the most onnatural knight that ever was my doole to see. Ho! Ho! For hee kann not gat his legs arounde a propre Hors, beeing knocken knee. Therfor muste an other ryde into battail in his stead, whiles hee sits pyght and pritty on a woodan tubbe ycovred in hors hyde, and doth preetende to make the onslaught-slishe! slashe!-a-straking o' the air on's Sworde, and a-brasting of's cheekes wi' greate shoutes wold...