Post by Onzy on Oct 30, 2010 18:27:59 GMT
Chuck wondered why the British had to do every thing the wrong way round. Driving on the roads, steering wheels on cars everything. The American show jumping sensation still had enough guts to teach and compete at the same time. Rich kid he was and had been his whole life. None would be able to compare to the arrogance of this man. His horses would be arriving in the next week or two, and that gave him enough time to settle in. Already Chuck had had few pleasures of the British, all of them including some very attractive women. None of which Chuck would be contacting again. There were sure to be some that would be quite willing to show him around and some other things as well.
Chuck didn't even care if people didn't like him. He wasn't relocating his whole life for friends. There was absolutely no point in even trying. The taxi he had taken soon drew into a picturesque piece of land, and Chuck was greeted by an impressive looking facility. The main building was grand, and he unloaded all his luggage into the office. Well. I'm Charles Bass. New staff member, he told the secretary, not really interested. The jet lag had hit him, and all Chuck wanted to do was go sleep it off.
