EAhhhh...the Regatta. This province has many regattas but none so admired and vilified than the Royal St. John's Regatta! You kind of either hate it or love it. At one time early in my life I was in camp one, then at the time of this drawing I was in camp two (having been married into a long standing family tradition). Actually it's not that I hated the Regatta, I just did not 'follow' it. Some years I would go and hang out in the beer tent and other years not go at all. I just didn't have the 'Bug'. Later, as I socialized in the circles that loved the races I found what people get from the regatta. It's a family time and a lot of fun, made more interesting by discussions with people who actually know what's going on in the event. it's a time of reunions and scoffs, parties and cuffs and general merriment. I learned to appreciate the whole thing. Every panel is taken directly from life at that moment.
I didn't mention the poor fellow doing the T-Shirt designs for the rowers...he was me. I was hawking my wares one time outside the Boathouse and was very rudely and ignorantly ordered to leave the area...seems I was too 'Low Class' for the snoots in charge. Lol. I had the last laugh. I was designing shirts for the teams themselves, more than the public. So, as I was unceremoniously removed from the area around the Boathouse, there were rowers all over the place wearing my artwork and humour! Take that assholes.