I am now a Word Wench.
*jo hugs herself madly*
I am so delighted.
Word Wenches is THE cool blogplace to be.
And I am there. From now on.
Settling down now to talk about canes and walking sticks in a historical Regency sorta way . . .
I'm here to talk of walking sticks and canes carried by the haut ton of England and France.
English gentlemen, long before Teddy Roosevelt showed up to advise this, walked softly and carried a big stick. Every other portrait shows some nattily dressed fellow with a walking stick pegged jauntily into the ground or a slim baton negligently tucked under the elbow. The dress cane was the quintessential mark of the dandy for three centuries, part fashion accessory, part aid to communication, part weapon.
And I suppose you could always just to lean on it.