(it was Alan Clark about Hezza, saying he was the sort of man who had to buy his own furniture. This betrayed only Clark's own insecurity, of course.) Moos, I have worked hard on my vowels, and remember to say What and not Pardon, and have, through years of painstaking private tuition, become a passable shot. Yet my monogrammed Links of London hip flask never fails to provoke a sneer, despite the Countryside Alliance sticker in the back of the X5.