I have long suspected that Mr Penry belongs in myth... the Prose Edda perhaps, or Beowulf. I don't mean he has a certain je ne sais quoi more that there is something a touch otherworldly about him...
Dogs certainly recognise something in him... Mr Penry has spent many a happy hour having long meanginful conversations with other people's dogs (and occasionally getting racing tips from them for the 3.10 at Doncaster, but that's another story.)
Now it seems, young children also recognise him as being, well different. There he was today, striding through Brecon, carrying some very large bull horns (don't ask) when a group of small children out with their Mam pointed and said 'Are you Santa Claus?'
He didn't so much as break his stride as he answered. 'Yes,' he said, 'of course I am.'
Now that's what I call style.
