From the Daily Telegraph; the most alarming obit headline I have ever seen: Lt-Col Douglas Gray, Indian Army officer who excelled at pig-sticking and became Director of the National Stud.
Good lord, I hope when I die my obit headline is not quite so eyebrow-raising! Would any Brits like to translate this? Reading the actual obit provided little further elucidation.
The National Stud is a horse-breeding concern, and [url=http://www.harpers.org/PigSticking.html]pig-sticking is apparently hog hunting.
Damn.
Pig-sticking
Board-coding, on the other hand…
I imagine after a lifetime of pig-sticking, you would be the National Stud.
Ah, that dry British wit:
Poor little thing!
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:eek: :eek: 
Dear Noel.
I wonder if Prince William is into pig-sticking? (And let’s not have any Camilla Parker-Bowles jokes!)
The *Telegraph does seem to have a nice way with obits. IIRC, their obit for the singer Nico commented that “she had given up heroin for bicycling , but the latter was to prove the more dangerous sport.”
Okay, no Camilla jokes… How about Bill Clinton and Monica?
To my mind, Camilla resembles another farmyard animal, and a pig ain’t it.
I absolutely love the Telegraph obits. I was introduced to the phenomenon by Johnny Vaughan, who used to do at least one obituary a week on The Big Breakfast a few years ago. Damn, that was a funny show at that time.
Of, so in America we don’t have a “National Stud” – but each state is free to come up with its own stud. Surely you’ve hear of The Tennessee Stud.
“Ellen McCutcheon, landlady of the Harrow Inn at Steep where a dog smoked a pipe and all proposals for change were resisted.”
“Oi, Miss McCutcheon, couldya please change the sheets in me room?”
“No! I gotta go out and get some more poipe terbaccy for ol’ Shep, 'ere.”