new way to pursue the favourite sport of British aristocracy - fox hunting. (Now it is fox flattening, I guess)
Joke:
Prince Charles receives an invite to a funtion. He asks his mummy (HRH Queen Elizabeth II) for some advice.
PC: Err, mommy, I've received an invite to a Friends of the Earth doooo, in Merther Tydfyl <excuse the poor spelling>. Any advice for me?
HRH: Where 'the fox hat'
PC: OK, thank you mommy.
Charlie boy turns up to the function a few weeks later, remembering what he thought his wise mother told him to wear. He appeared after his formal introduction, wearing a dead fox on his head. He received severe consternation from the gathered guests. He subsequently asked his aide what was wrong, and was duly told the FotE were greatly insulted with his dead fox head-dress.
Upon returning to Bucks Palace, he grabbed a moment with HRH.
PC: Mommy, you know that Friends of the Earth function I discussed with you?
HRH: Yes.
PC: Well, apparrently, I caused great offence!
HRH: Why was that, Charles?
PC: Well, when I told you about it, you told me to wear my Fox hat!
HRH: No Charles, I didn't tell you to wear any hat at all. You told me it was in Merther Tydfil - or somewhere, and I specifically remember asking you "Where the fcuk's that" ?
