It’s back! Hooray! And this year I don’t seem to have any technical problems channeling the radio commentary through my computer, which is very good news, from my point of view, at least. Look out in particular for stage 16 on 21 July, when the riders go up the legendary Alpe d’Huez in what will be a really unpleasant time trial.
While on the subject of philosophers and their hair a few days back, Backword Dave wondered whether everybody’s favourite Genevan republican Jean-Jacques Rousseau patronised expensive wigmakers or not. And he’s right to ask.
When Rousseau decided to reform his manner of living around 1750 he recalled in his Confessions that “I put on a round wig, laid aside my sword, and sold my watch; saying to myself, with inexpressible pleasure: ‘Thank Heaven! I shall no longer want to know the hour!'”
A round wig was not the kind one might have bought at a really expensive wigmaker’s.
While on the subject of eighteenth-century wigs and wig-makers, let me refer you once again to Immanuel Kant’s magnificent explanation of why wig-makers should have the vote, while barbers shouldn’t.