Just so you know how sad I am, I was watching a repeat of Rosemary and Thyme last night. Pam Ferries had bought donkey cards for Christmas ( despite the countryside looking about September) and when Felicit Kendal went to buy another Christmas present for her, she refused all connections with donkeys ( donkey bag, donkey mouse mat, donkey mouse, donkey purse) and was finally offered two well bound volumes.
" What kind of donkey is that?" she asked.
" Donkey Hotey." ( Don Quixote, geddit??)