Friday, September 02, 2011


I sometimes feel an odd blend of schadenfreude and pity when I look at the sad Maseratis, Ferraris, Lamborghinis and whatnots which roam disconsolate around my estate. They come in many colours, and they are all thoroughbreds. But they whicker and grumble at the speed bumps, they mourn in their stalls, they are forced to trot through narrow paths where they should be galloping along.

Poor blighters. All those horses, and no action.

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