there is a curtained picture and a complicated set of mirrors so that one can stand and compare.
And as the years pass, the bum in the picture grows wrinklier and saggier, whilst the owner's remains taut and trim?
I did consider doing one in which Peter fell off the horse, but thought that it would be an implausibility too far.
Given how he felt about Charles's suggestion in MMA, I don't think Peter would ever have forgiven you.
(For amusement on the horse in HHC, click here and search for "horse".)
Bwahahaha! Especially to the bit about horses bringing out the caveman in Peter. You have to do some very deliberate misreading there to support that particular thesis (it reminds me of a review I read somewhere in which it was argued that the fact that Peter came from a family that "had never shot a fox" showed how tender-hearted the Wimseys were). However, it is true that horses in literature do tend to be associated with sex - I am reminded of one of Goethe's poems, in which he sets out to a midnight assignation with his beloved, a horse pounding away between his thighs, arrives at said assignation, is received with "tenderness", gives the girl a "rosy glow", and departs, apparently now sans snorting stallion.
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:04 pm (UTC)And as the years pass, the bum in the picture grows wrinklier and saggier, whilst the owner's remains taut and trim?
I did consider doing one in which Peter fell off the horse, but thought that it would be an implausibility too far.
Given how he felt about Charles's suggestion in MMA, I don't think Peter would ever have forgiven you.
(For amusement on the horse in HHC, click here and search for "horse".)
Bwahahaha! Especially to the bit about horses bringing out the caveman in Peter. You have to do some very deliberate misreading there to support that particular thesis (it reminds me of a review I read somewhere in which it was argued that the fact that Peter came from a family that "had never shot a fox" showed how tender-hearted the Wimseys were). However, it is true that horses in literature do tend to be associated with sex - I am reminded of one of Goethe's poems, in which he sets out to a midnight assignation with his beloved, a horse pounding away between his thighs, arrives at said assignation, is received with "tenderness", gives the girl a "rosy glow", and departs, apparently now sans snorting stallion.