On a similar subject H, I'll try and re-cant a moderately amusing story, which if I have posted previously (I can't remember) I apologise.
My elder niece (about a year ago) had a session called 'bring and tell' at her nursery. Having slowly connected with Uncle Warbler, she suddenly demanded a photograph of me, so she could go in and tell her nurserry about me etc. Unfortunately, my sister was able to dig out such an item, and duly armed her with it (unaware of what was to follow).
For the first few minutes things went well. She told her nursery about how we'd made puppets, constructed a dragon/ monster out of cardboard boxes, and various other 'play' activities. Then she went a bit off message!!!
"My Uncle Warbler likes animals" (News to me - but carry on)
Teacher says "that's nice isn't everyone?"
Everyone nods and agrees;
"He especially likes horses"
- Oh dear, sensible teacher might have been alert at this point as to where this might be going - but alas no.
"Does he have horses of his own?"
"Yes" (not true - but what the hell)
"And he watches them on tele"
followed by a slight pause before she says, "he calls them names, and shouts at them".
"What are the names of the horses Ella?"
"I don't know all of them" - another pause - "But one is called Richard Hughes is a twat"
Urm..................... My sister was pulled to one side for an explanation
when she picked young Ella up that evening. Clearly young Ella wasn't meant to hear my assessment of the said rider, but, I have to say, on that particular ride, he was. And if the truth were told, I'm mildly proud of her for warning an aspiring bunch of youngsters against the perils of backing him