Booboos
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I'm reading a book of fiction that has a couple of chapters devoted to a very detailed hunting scene and discusses horses. Two of the characters have a good old moan: no one understands horses any more, any little problem and they want rid, they don't understand that horses need time to come right, all the emphasis is on examinations to make sure they are buying the perfect horse but they are silly to think there is such a thing as the perfect horse. A nice little rant about how good the good old days used to be and how people have moved away from real horsey knowledge.
The book? "Can you forgive her?" by Anthony Trollope, first published in 1864/5...it seems that any time but now is always the good old time
The book? "Can you forgive her?" by Anthony Trollope, first published in 1864/5...it seems that any time but now is always the good old time