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.’