1935 Comrades Marathon humour

 “As one would expect in an atmosphere charge with common suffering and endeavour, there is a lot of spontaneous, unconscious humour of the type that the written record cannot adequately capture. One pictures the exhausted 1935 athlete lying on the roadside on Alverstone Hill with his legs stretched up the bank for greater relief.”  

A motorbike came racing around the corner. There was to be a bike race the next weekend on the same route. It nearly hit the nearly upside down runner.

The writer remembers how the athlete “promptly forgot his weariness and ran off as hard as he could”.  

(Story from The Comrades Story, Morris Alexander)


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