Sturm und Drang, or More of the Same

Just ran my motorcar into an oak on the estate - really dashed the front bit to pieces this time. What an atrocious driver I am! Hilarious, really, when you consider that I was being chased by a horse. Rox was riding the horse, and she's a bastard person, to be sure; but I was so high on poisoned oysters that I thought she was a foaming triceratops. Lost my hat in the chase - the gorgeous one with the dull pink band. Do hand it back if you come across it - I miss it so.