The griffin is probably my favourite mythological creature, surpassing even dragons. Dragons, wyrms and wyverns are often used as symbols of evil or destruction and chaos, but the griffin escapes that reputation because whilst majestic and mighty, it’s not exactly devastating. You could bring it down if you had to. Yet it seems just large enough to ride, and since my secret obsession with flight has never had anything to do with wanting my ride to breathe fire, the griffin is the creature I dream on more than any other. I mean, apart from real life dogs of course.