The guys, with their skates slung across their shoulders, are beginning to fidget, anxious to launch their ice blades onto the world’s longest skating rink. We have been sauntering with them through Confederation Park to admire the intricately carved Winterlude sculptures, and, I will admit that we might have attempted to persuade them to push us down the canal in those cute little rental sleighs. Regretfully, only Sir Textalot is open to the suggestion but he is out-number