Remote - that remeinds me of an old adage about the two Donalds. "You know you're getting old when you get more pleasure from a Trump than a Duck.".
In 1987, John Reid was on Safari in Kenya after graduating from Trinity College Dublin. On a hike through the bush he came across a baby bull elephant with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so John approached it carefully. He got down on one knee and somehow managed to inspect the elephant's foot of which he found there to be a piece of wood embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, John managed to work the wood out with his Bowie knife. Then the baby elephant gingerly put down his foot. The elephant turned to face the man with a curious look on its face and stared at him for a number of tense moments. John stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being playfully knocked down. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. John never forgot the elephant or the events that day. Twenty years later John was walking through Dublin Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures walked over to near where John and his son Ricky were standing. The large bull elephant stared at John, lifted his front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1987, John couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. John summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped his trunk around John's right leg and slammed him against the railing killing him instantly. Probably wasn't the same f#cking elephant.
