"I doubt whether I am going to catch many foxes. The last time I had riding lessons (which, coming to think of it, was also the first time) I thought that my poor old bottom would never recover. As for the beastly quadruped that I was 'riding', I was reminded of the contempt so clearly drawn on its equine counterance when, happening to be in Cape Town recently, a Rock Hyrax appeared from nowhere, jumped on to the table and ate my banana."