It strikes me that if the funny looking iron thing they slide down the track was slid a little bit harder, those poor women wouldn't have to brush the ice like manic humming birds?
Iron thing? You surprise me, Roy. Didn’t have you down as one of those who don’t even know what the stone’s made of and how it’s made. Why and how the ice is brushed is a different story and takes a bit more up top to understand.... :-)