I have read that book, A Mixture of Frailties, by Robertson Davies this winter. It was published in 1958, this is my third reading. This time I did something unprecedented in my life, I actually wrote down every word I encountered that I did not know. It was a bit daunting to see how long that list was.
Here it is, and I invite anyone to give me their definition as I haven’t yet had my day with the dictionary,
And he goes on to say that the cheese served at dinner was surly, now what does surly cheese taste like I wonder? It really is a wonderful read.