Another fairy story shot to pieces by a simple typo

Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Red Riding Hoof.

Everyone knew who Red Riding Hoof was.  Her family was a well-known one in the area - wealthy, and with a large house and stables.  They were all keen horsey people and often held gymkhanas and such-like.  So, it was difficult, in a small village community, to conceal the fact, as Red Riding Hoof galloped around on her pony, that one of her feet looked strikingly similar to those of the animal.  And, of course, there were stories about how it had happened, which belong to a different kind of blog altogether and will not be dealt with here.

RRH was less worried about being eaten and more worried that if the wolf ripped back the blanket, the awful truth would be revealed.  

Poor RRH, born with one normal foot and one hoof.   Her mother had intended calling her Ruth.  But when she was born, it was obvious that a pretty name like this wasn't going to do at all.  A conversation had ensued between RRH's mother and father about what to do.  This is how it went.

F: She has a hoof.

M: I can see that.  I may be the mother of a freak, but I'm not blind. Sore down below after a record-breaking episiotomy, but not blind.

F: If I'd been in another story and married a beautiful new wife, I bet she wouldn't have borne a child who was half equine.

M: Not quite half.  It's only her right foot.

F: Only?  That's like Crippen saying, 'I only murdered them a bit'.  Put it this way, going into a shoe shop and saying, 'One size 3 and one side 149, please' is going to be embarrassing.  And you'll be the one cutting her toenails, sunshine.

M: Look, enough of this.  We have a real dilemma now.  What shall we call her?  Ruth doesn't seem right any more.

F: Well, how about 'Hoof'?  It rhymes!  Yay!

M: Oh so subtle.  Our neighbour has a child with a stammer, but they didn't call her 'M-M-M-Margaret'.  Why advertise the problem?

F: This seems one case in which advertising will be completely superfluous.

M: Okay, let's go with 'Hoof' if we must.  But it sounds a bit harsh on its own.  It needs something else to neutralise it, otherwise she may as well go round yelling, 'Look at me!  PARTLY GIRL and PARTLY MARE'.

F: Well, let's qualify it with 'Riding'.  Call her 'Riding Hoof'.  After all, the horse thing is in the family.  Even more so now, it seems.  And while we're on the subject ....

M: Ahem.  Not on this blog, dear.  Don't you think she's pretty, though?

F: Yes, dear.  As pretty as a beetroot.  She's a funny colour, isn't she?  Are all babies that puce?

M: I don't know.  Remember, she's our first.

F: And the last, if it's anything to do with me.  We've just replaced all our carpets with expensive wooden floorboards, and more than one clopping around like she's training for the Grand National would be too much to bear.

M: Aw, poor, wee thing.  She's crying.

F: And she's gone even more puce.  Any minute now and she'll rival the invention of neon.

M: Well, with her being so ... er ... naturally colourful, why don't we call her 'Red' Riding Hoof?  That has a nice ring to it.

F: I swear I've heard something like it before, though.  Something I've read, maybe?  Why not 'Puce Riding Hoof'?

M: I like the alliteration in 'Red Riding'.

F: Well, why not use the 'Ruth' idea after all, and call her Red Riding Ruth Hoof?

M: Pff.  That's just silly.  You can't give a kid four names.  How ridiculous would that sound?

F: Okay.  Agreed, then.  Just Red Riding Hoof.

M: Agreed.  Now, you go home and get the stabl ... nursery ready.

F: What do I do with all the lacy booties you knitted?

M: Er .. keep all the left ones.  The others can be sent to charity.

F: Yeah, well likely that is!  A charity for kids who have the hooves on the right.  I'll google it.  Bound to be loads.

M: Very funny, not.  And you wonder why I spend all my time in the stables ...?

F: Yes, I was going to ask you ....

M: Not on this blog you can't.

F: Ah.


  1. Too funny for so early in the AM!

    You could've veered off into Head Hiding Hoof with this if you were truly into the rhyming/alliteration thing. It would've taken more Googling for an image though . . . could you have found a Sunbonnet Baby in bed with the wolf...?

  2. A hoof eh? Bet her old man was a right devil...

  3. Sounds like a resourceful, creative, innovative little girl, eventually able to do so much on the hoof.

  4. Don't try to turn this into a radio play . Just think of how the Sound Effect man would struggle at the the big Granny visiting section .
    Half a coconut and an Ugg would be so difficult to do.

  5. Was her best friend Sleeping Beefy?

  6. June - you can find anything you want on google. I bet there are millions of sunbonnet babies in bed with wolves.

    Steve - or a goat.

    Martin - and she can do lots of things on the trot, too.

    SmitandSon - Half a coconut and an Ugg! Brilliant!

    Isabelle - and Shinofbeefderella.

  7. You are completely mad.

  8. Thanks for laugh, loved it :-)

  9. Most amusing. Thanks for this.

    All the best, Boonie

  10. Of course, if she'd had a wet nose and lolling tongue she might have been Red Riding Woof. But that would be silly.

  11. Kate - I'll take that as a compliment. Please don't disabuse me of this notion.

    Eliza - that's okay. My pleasure.

    Boonie - Amusing is what I like to be most of all. Sad, eh?

    Isabelle - that would indeed have been very silly. Where do you get these ridiculous ideas?

  12. This is the third time I have visited this post and it is still as funny as the first time, damn you.
    I just don't know anything funny enough in reply to do it honour.

    Yes, I saw the 199 here too. I was going to give up on 200, but I don't suppose I will.

    I really have no idea why people do this, but I like it, all the same.
    Makes me feel wanted.

    Dammit, I am getting no proper writing done at all! How's your novel?

  13. Friko - you visited me three times? I am honoured! My novel? Hm. In with a publisher's competition at present, as is my 'this is a book about a day in a teacher's life and it's meant to be funny' book. If only there were more TIME ....!

  14. Laughing myself horse!!

    Can't wait for the next adventure - Snot White and the Seven Worfs? (who develops a nasty cold whilst in the USS Enterprise's cloning facility)

  15. Haha! A HOOF?! Who would have thought? Hilarious, Fran, as usual!

  16. brokenbiro - Snog White? Okay, maybe not that on this blog either ...

    Talli - Thanks, Talli. Glad you dropped in to see what was aFOOT! Ha ha!

  17. Hilarious Fran, you tempted me with the

    ' A charity for kids who have the hooves on the right. I'll google it. Bound to be loads.'

    But I resisted.

  18. Bloody nora! I wrote quite a long comment on this post and it has bally disappeared. Isn't that just the pits?

    Great post by the way!!

  19. Brigid - Just as well. I don't think I'll google it either, just in case I find there is one and I've just written an extremely offensive post.

    Annie - it's so annoying when that happens, isn't it? I appreciate your efforts, even if they have disappeared!


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