I was doing some interpreting once for the Minister for Agriculture when he had a foreign visitor who had asked specifically to inspect the cattle-loading facilities at the new port. Triple deck cattle trucks can be quite tall by themselves and the live-export ship was a massive thing. In effect the cattle being loaded were probably thirty metres above us as we stood on the dock. And then all of a sudden it was raining dung, that really fresh yet grainy stuff that cattle do so well. Somehow it missed the Minister, but myself and the foreign Governor and his minders were not so lucky. We had been seriously bemuted.
However, said he, as Hornets and Drones, will get among the Bees, and there do nothing but buzz, eat and spoil everything; so, for these last Three hundred Years, a vast Swarm of Bigottello's flockt I don't know how among these goodly Birds every fifth full Moon, and have bemuted, bewray'd, and conskited the whole Island.
- Rabelais, Gargantua and Pantagruel, bk 5 ch. II, tr. Le Motteux