The only trouble was that he had to pass a koker, and people said that at night when everyone was asleep and the moon had gone in, the fairmaids came out to sit on the koker to comb their long hair.

An oncoming tree limb hooks his knees and he swings up and around as his horse races on unridered.

primacy

Mackerras himself wrote, and I quote: He is a prostitute, whose liaisons with perverts and sodomites were commonplace in his brief and forgettable career at Caius. Lock up the silverware. Unquote.