I was a town boy through and through. The country belonged to a vague pre-history.

The day being June the thirtieth, which is the very high-tide time of summer flowers, the immediate neighbourhood of the castle was ablaze with roses, pinks, pansies, carnations, hollyhocks, columbines, larkspurs, London pride, Canterbury bells, and a multitude of other choice blooms.

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BTW, have you noticed that the xenophobia regularly shown on South Park goes way overboard when the topic is Canada? Then it becomes Canadaphobia. Are Canadians offended by this?