Two old duffers at the club having the after dinner brandy and cigars, and reading The Times. One old boy puts the paper down: ‘I say, did you hear the news about Bigglesworth-Stathroy?’ Other old boy looks over his paper: ‘No, I hadn’t. What’s the news?’ ‘Drummed out of his Regiment. No longer allowed to call himself a Grenadier’ ‘Good Lord! What in blazes happened?’ ‘Caught in the stables. In a compromising position. With his horse.’ ‘Shocking! Well, proper thing then.’ Both old boys go back to their papers. Old boy 2 takes a sip of brandy, folds down the paper: ‘I say old chap. The horse. Mare or stallion?’ ‘Mare of course. Nothing dodgy about old Biggsy’. ‘Quite.’