We've all heard the story about John Ruskin being appalled on his wedding night
when he saw his wife's body on their wedding night, haven't we? She eventually, of course, obtained an annulment on the grounds of non-consummation.
I, in common with the rest of you sheep, always understood this story as an illustration of how naive Ruskin was, not realising that women come with pubic hair attached; however, having watched the film Effie Gray recently, I can confirm that Mrs Ruskin was, indeed, a ginger.
Imagine being confronted with an unkempt ginger minge on your wedding night. No wonder the poor bástard legged it. :-(
