Presiding
When I was ws a young ‘un, fencing referees were called presidents. Now they are called referees. It seems like a lot of fencing stuff has just changed names. I’m sure its all a great plot of creeping americanisation! I had a lovely lunch yesterday with Dave barson, the local coach and stalwart of the fencing scene in Dunedin. A truly nice guy, and we have a lot in common. He’s given me some advice about pursuing a long time ambition: to become a fencing referee, so in time there will be some fencing mumbles here as well. Hooray!