S. Augustine of Hippo, whose feast day it is today, has never had any particular fascination for me; indeed there are aspects of his theology which I do not find greatly appealing . . . and yet there are two fondnesses of mine which might rationally suggest otherwise : a fondness for rowing, and my passion for pears.
OK; the passion for pears is an obvious link with S. Augustine : the rowing one may not be so apparent – but the world’s, let alone England’s, oldest and most distinguished rowing club is Leander Club . . . the emblem of which is, and has always been, a hippo : so surely the connection must be apparent ?