Well.... I was coming back from the surf a few weeks ago and this fellow was out on the lawn across the road - doing somersaults.
He saw me pull up, flipped himself onto his feet like an agile leipreachán and came across to the car. He walked on the gravel a little oddly, as if he'd sprained his ankle. But after a moment I realised one of his legs was a little shorter than the other - so he limped from the pelvis.
He stopped three feet from the car and smiled. What few teeth he had were dirty yellow - like old ivory. And his broken nose looked like a back street plastic surgeon's rebuild.
He wasn't really a dwarf of course, he was merely very, very short.