A bit of a dandy, a bit of a cavalier and a lot of a charmer, rogue British official The Dippylomat. Esq. investigates…
I grew up with tales of Asia and Africa and the adventures of Dippylomats before me. My childhood home was cluttered with both trophies and souvenirs of our colonial history – there is a knobkierrie, a token from my formative years, perched against my desk as I write this Dispatch.
It was therefore somewhat frustrating to grow up in a country where you did not need to arm yourself with a loaded blunderbuss while taking an afternoon Sunday stroll. I did not need a team of sherpas to help carry the quarry home, the evening meal was not dependent on a successful hunt, I never needed a bowl near my dinner plate to spit out the lead pellets. Sunday strolls in England’s Hertfordshire countryside lacked danger and subsequently, thrill – picking blackberries for my parent’s jam making never gave me the adrenaline rush I craved – the poetry of Rudyard Kipling was simply not enough to placate my lust for colonial adventure.
As previously noted in Dispatch #3, I am more of a city chap; I now find rural retreats ‘itchy’. However, when I wasn’t handed the Swedish Portfolio by the Foreign Office I was told to take note of the Native Wildlife chapter. My face glowed with joy as I thumbed through the pages of beasts I could soon both trap and shoot. Would my 12-bore finally be used for more than chasing off the scallywags from the nearby estate?
Now there were all manner of potential pelts to choose from; the stealth lynx, the mysterious and mystical wolf and the majestic bear, all of them suitable for the manufacture of coats, rugs, slippers and ear muffs – Christmas Shopping: Sorted. And then, as I flicked over the next page of the Proposal my jaw hit the floor faster than King Charles I’s after he uttered the words ‘what’s that basket for?’
What. On. God’s. Green. Earth. IS THIS?
This, my dears, is a wolverine. ‘A wolverine’ you ask, surely a wolverine looks like this?
Well yes, I can hardly accuse anyone of being ignorant and making that mistake when I too was unaware that the wolverine is, in fact, a real animal. Looks impressive, doesn’t it? All fangs and claws and muscles and demonic stares – little surprise it would find its way into a children’s fantasy comic. It does look like the stuff of nightmares, it does look like, and you’ll pardon the slang, a bit of a nutter.
But is it?
Let’s scratch beneath the flea-ridden surface shall we? This critter may well strike terror into the hearts of the average Swede and the nervy reindeers of the Nordic tundra, but it is going to have to do more than growl and gnash to get the better of this stoic British Empire Scout. Turns out it is more shy than a teenager with a sudden outbreak of acne just hours before the end of term disco, has the dexterity of a fat man on a space hopper, is the size of a family dog and has the skeleton of a canine version of Quasimodo:
But here’s the rub, according to Charles Darwin’s Bumper Book of Animals, the supposedly oh-so ferocious wolverine is actually a flippin’ weasel! A weasel, I ask you. Admittedly it’s a blinkin’ big weasel, but it is a weasel nonetheless.
Here is a type of weasel:
Here is a man trying to look like a type of weasel:
Here is another man trying to look like another type of weasel:
I think the only thing we need to fear from the wolverine is another ridiculous sequel to the X-Men film franchise, the trusty 12-bore can remain targetted on the caravan parked up down the road….for now.
Toodle pip
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Who says weasels aren’t scary??? I was terrified of those evil buggers as a wee bairn:
You watched that as a child? Are you the kind of adult who suffers from night terrors?
Well, yes as a matter of fact. How on earth did you know Mr. Dippylomat? 😉
I had brunch with an Mi6 agent 🙂
I must confess the only Wolverine I was aware of was indeed that of the somewhat delectable Hugh Jackman. However, I must also note that I believe I may possibly have spotted a factual error in this extraordinary dispatch. I feel I must ask, was it not the rural wilderness of Essex you were wandering around during your formative years? I realise it was an area in close proximity to Hertfordshire….. but the blackberry bushes were most definitely on the Essex side of the border….. I know, I was also sent out on such missions for the all-important parental blackberry & apple jam making cause…….
My Dearest Helen,
1) Hertfordshire by postcodes, Hertfordshire by nature.
2) Ssshhhh.
~The Dippylomat.
*hahahahahahahaaaahahahahaaha*
erm….. postal address might be Herts, but postcode is Essex (Chelmsford to be precise….) Next attempt to refute your Essex-ness???
*shakes walking cane angrily*
I have NEVER had a vajazzel, is that not evidence enough?
no
I know of no one who has actually had a vajazzle….. however, it only goes further to proving my point – if you were truly from Hertfordshire, you would have no idea what a vajazzle was….
IN YOUR FACE.
YOU know how to spell vajazzle!
*coughs*
*checks pleats with plumbline*
*has a G&T*
Now now, a gentleman never shakes his cane!!
Ms D Savage,
It gives me great pleasure to inform you that the next blog is about cycling, I am sure you have encountered many a cycle path incident on your travels.
~The Dippylomat
xx
Wolverine, pah! Same look on it’s face as the Irish when they pour out the pub at closing time on a Saturday night in kilburn. And we’ve all faced them down with steely British grit.
I bet it sings a fuck awful rendition of “Molly Malone” as well.
I’ll have a word with my chum at the Home Office and see if we can get that Maze re-opened 🙂
Brilliant observations, Mr Dippylomat, as always! One can most certainly understand how a wolverine would appear scary after looking at the first picture (slight resemblance to myself after a few too many), especially if you are expecting a nice, tame weasel.
My Dear CC Champagne,
A simple shriek of the word ‘boo’ should end any confrontation you have with a flea-bag wolverine 🙂
Youcanthankmelater!
Reading this dispatch was better than watching ‘Wildlife On One’ with David Attenborough. Well Done, Good Sir!
I must ask you, do you get massive spiders in Sweden?
Dearest Carrie,
I do trust you are not a Fair Lady of a nervous disposition, if you are, then turn away now!
http://www.eurospiders.com/Swedish_spiders.htm
~The Dippylomat esq.
Oh my goodness! I feel quite faint! Sir, please pass me my smelly salts…..
Also, one lives in Essex, and one does not have a vajazzle on one’s lady garden. 😉
My dear Dipplyomat,
What a marvellous read; absolutely perfect with afternoon tea and scones.
I wonder, will you be dispatching about the local culture at all? I would find it fascinating to discern how the local wildlife and culture have morphed together and to what extent one has influenced the other. Take this, for example: http://www.wolverine-overdose.com/ Are there more such cases in Sweden? Does it work the other way too? Is there a branch of wildlife known as the Abba, by any chance? Maybe inspired by the pop group to grow long hair and a-line fur?
The Abba is actually a kind of fish! Culture and wildlife colliding in brine!
Classy!
Myself and the rest of The Embassy do hope your pesky headache has cleared up, by the way.
~The Dippylomat et al esqs.
It has indeed my dear fellow, it has indeed.
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