Saturday, 20 August 2011

The Chavs

Bunty Pargeter had some reservations when she agreed to make her two last stables available to Mr and Mrs Plebbe. From the outset, she realised they weren’t quite like her other liveries. They seemed to be what Bunty called in her, at best "semi", semi-rural way, “city folk”.

Still, they seemed nice and were so very keen to bring their daughters’ ponies. They were also prepared to pay full livery monthly in advance.

Fifty Cent boomed from their black 4 x 4 with its dark windows and unusual Burberry upholstery as the newcomers unloaded their daughters’ equipment.

Candice Plebbe smiled and giggled but coped as she tottered across the yard carrying tack in white stillettos rather than the hunter wellies usually seen at Vaysey Pastures. Her gold ankle chain glinted in the sunlight and certainly gave her a jaunty air.

Husband Ian’s piercings also struck the watching liveries as "festive" and set off his gold earring a treat.

The Plebbe sisters settled in quickly too. Emma Dale and Corrie Anne soon made friends with the other juniors on the yard and before long were trotting their piebalds ponies Pikey and Wino around the school.

When it came to clothing and equipment, the Plebbe girls wanted for nothing. As Ian and Candice proudly watched their offspring compete at the gymkhana in nearby Wibble, Brenda, the mother of the Hilton twins, admired the ponies’ matching rhinestone brow-bands and monogrammed numnahs.

Ian replied “Well, there you go, babe. You can’t beat a bit of bling. It’s the same with designer gear. You won’t catch Candice and me sending our girls out unless they’re both all properly labelled-up”.

The Plebbes could usually be relied upon to call in to the snug of the Trugg & Gussett for a drink with the other liveries on a Friday evening.

Ian was invariably the first to buy a round for all as the others hesitated and twittered nervously about getting their own.

Despite being on nodding terms with everyone on the yard, the Plebbes didn’t join the dinner party circuit or make any real friendships with the other liveries - even the other parents with young families.

They were disappointed that so few were able to accept invitations to their summer barbeque and pool party, but amiably put it down to the holiday season.

Although they never became close to the other liveries, the Plebbes got on best with the staff at the yard. They always had time to enjoy a chat with the senior girl, Enid Possett and a laugh and joke with long-serving handy man, Bert Postlethwaite.

Bunty Pargeter noticed when she was counting up the liveries’ collection for a gift on Bert’s retirement: the Plebbes’ cheque for £100 was rather a contrast to the total of £43.54 from all the other liveries.

"True class will out", thought Bunty.

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