【正】 The very idea of going to Mongolia makes me shiver. It’s not that it’s as far north or as cold as Siberia, but the legends and myths which are as plentiful as the grasslands and the Gobi Desert sands are enough to leave me in terror. A Christmas present that I held in my hand at the end of the "choose an unopened gift or take one already seen" was a specially boxed set of knife, silver cup and tasselled tusk from Mongolia. An informed guest explained that this was a warrior’s kit, the knife to pierce a horse’s neck and the cup was the vessel from which to drink the blood. I didn’t ask about the horn.