When, long ago, my middle child impatiently said, “Jesus, Dad, you’re such a Colonial”, I had to admit she was right. I was on that day sporting a pricey folding Panama, but, truth to tell, that’s not my preferred headwear. A pith helmet is. I feel sure a team of Viennese psychiatrists could explain this fixation, but I can’t. There is, however, a hint. I’m a fan of a 19th Century Scotsman about whom everybody knows the “Dr Livingstone, I presume” business, but his adventures were far more extensive and complex than that one moment of his life. Here’s a bit about him.
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