One visit not so well appreciated by the "tourists" was that to the local Whitby power station. We were not visibly impressed with the molecular physics lecture and most of the party fell asleep, including the accompanying members of staff.

Food naturally played an important part in the tour. Our first hotel did not provide meals and so we were left to our own devices as far as food was concerned. HAMBURGERS, with tomato relish, corn relish, the "works" and even salad cream! The Canadians are also very fond of donuts and everywhere we journeyed these were provided in generous quantities.

One "unique" experience occurred on the night when we visited "The Organ Grinder" - a harbour side restaurant complete with an old fashioned Wurlitzer Organ. Whilst devouring our pizzas and various other Italian dishes and downing the local "Labbatt's Blue" brew, requests were energetically played in the background by the very talented organist.

As well as playing rugby, we also had some enjoyable parties. Early on in the tour we were all introduced to the Stewart family, who treated us to a party in their home and also through the connections of Mrs. Stewart we were accommodated for the final days of the tour in Canada's most prestigious hotel - The Royal York (where the Queen stays on her Canadian visits!). Here we refrained from lift races and didn't buy any burgers due to their extortionate prices.

There were also three other parties. One took place in a cellar where Canadian "machos" proceeded to open beer bottles with various parts of their anatomies, whilst the rest of us played a game called "Tops". Another was in a field with a large bonfire and plenty of food and drink! Naturally some members did not remain totally sober.

One interesting feature of the Canadian lifestyle is their system of education. Each morning the National Anthem "O Canada" is blared through the corridors of each school whilst the pupils stand rigidly to attention. Despite this, the atmosphere was casual and those of us who attended lessons found that the classroom was relaxed. At Anderson Collegiate we were all taken to a "sock-hop" which was a one hour long disco in the school hall run by one of the masters. Some boys were approached

by large, buxon bespectacled blonde females who were impressed by our British dancing! The tour was a remarkable experience, educationally and socially and has left us with many happy memories.

K.H.R. and M.W.