Brian was so excited about his date with Matilda Theresa Lollyita-Santa-Maria, that he arrived at their rendezvous fourteen hours and twenty seven minutes early.
As was his habit on a first date, he wore no socks and clutched a posy of stolen hydrangeas in his left hand.
Tonight, as well as being excited, he was slightly nervous. And it wasn't just that Matilda Theresa Lollyita-Santa-Maria was the only other dwarf in the village.
Tonight Brian's physical infirmities had made him a little "fragile".
Sure, his belly buttom ached from his new piercing; but, even worse, he had trouble sitting - his buttocks were still tender from last week's 'entertainment" at the barracks.
You could never trust Cavalry Captains, he thought to himself. Never, ever.
They were only in it for the ride.
From Rupert Bunny- The Early Days: 1892-1912: Editor: R.Ripplefardenteiner: Pub: Simonster and Schlonger: 1989. London.
Image: Apprentice jockey Brian Farnhobengarven however, was slowly learning to dislike horses.
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(apologies to everyone, and Little Britain)
