Extinct at Last - The Memoirs of Robert Clarke Esq. ( Clubman ) (Electronic book text)

This book represents at least to Robert Clarke what every red-blooded Canadian boy should have been doing in the 50's and 60's, that is "getting some." He has no time for contemporaries who did the " right thing" and then went home moaning with bulging trousers, not a bit of it. Robert was a disgusting boy and not unsurprisingly to his father became an even more disgusting old man as he writes revealingly in his only now published diary. Poor Robert had always assumed that his ravings would only see the light of day some hundred years after his passing, but due to unforeseen events the light of day is now. The old roue must be spinning in his grave with embarrassment as most of his players ( now victims ) are still with us and very much running for cover. Even in death Robert Clarke continues to romp haphazardly over the deep sensitivities of " Old Toronto" with many distinguished matrons now unable to show themselves in public due to " alleged " youthful moments with young Robert. Sadly for Toronto there is the very ugly rumour of further diaries from the very spotted hand of Robert Clarke Esq to come