Henley Royal Regatta: One of the main society occasions of the year, and of course I pinned on my badges, did up my tie, brushed out my fur with a real bristle brush - and made for the enclosure..
Thought I'd share the highlights..
Well, I got the photos back from the chemist, and Neville almost managed to cut me out of this one completely. I'll have stern words with him later..
This is me by the landing stage. Those ones getting out had just lost, so I offered them a carrot to make them feel better, but they were quite sad. Neville almost got stood on eight times. Prat.
So I made for the bar, and a glass of something cool and fizzy. Pink carrot champagne on ice, two glasses - Neville is on the wagon following an episode at the local hostelry when he got his ears shaved for a bet - so I sort of hoped a lady bunny rowing-groupie might have stopped by.
Sadly not.. so I had to drink it all myself.
I staggered off to watch my hot tip in one of the events from the riverside; and they won! I of course had to congratulate the old chum of mine who was rowing in the boat, so tottered off to the boat club (which seemed like quite a long way) to congratulate him..
Here I am with Colin - a talented soul of impeccable breeding. Apparently he comes from a long line of Bunny appreciators, and I suspect he is at one with his inner Rabbit. His aura is carrot-coloured according to Neville (who thinks he has the makings of a vermin medium in him..).
Colin kindly got me another glass of carrot champagne, which I delicately dropped. He got me another one which he duct-taped to my paw as my grip strength is the first thing to go when I've had a couple of drinkies..
The rest of the event passed in a happy blur. The only unknown picture is of a distinguished looking gentleman who I apparently bored with tips on how to take care of facial hair. Having a pelt, I do flatter myself that I can take care of all things fuzzy. Well, everything fuzzy except Neville, who eventually did have a drink, and was seen being escorted off the premises by some gentlemen in bowler hats..
If the gentleman in the photo would like to get in touch, I have the styling mousse and straightening irons that I endorse ready for dispatch, when I receive the cheque.
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Welcome home, Rabbit! Glad to see you back safe. I must say, you've such a way with humans. I'm quite impressed.
Hi Rabbit! Very natty you look in that purple tie at Henley. Don't have too much of that carrot champagne though, otherwise you might need the well known bunny hangover cure: hare of the dog!
I appear to have been "frumped"...
Thanks for your advice; my last bunny hangover was after my last speed dating effort (dutifully relayed and in the archive somewhere..)..
I've got some home-bunny brew on the go, so if all goes to plan I should be set for hare-of-the-dog for a while.. Perhaps Mint Sauce would like to come round for a drop..?
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Rabbit, Mint Sauce would be delighted to accept your kind offer.
Have you momentarily stopped looking for Mrs Right? I can understand that there may be a better class of Lagomorpha at the Regatta so do drop the goss if you remember any of it.
I can recommend the Carrot Cider and the "Jugg and Stew" pub upstream, although their menu gave me the willies.
Was that a regimental tie?
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