I got up on Ruby, and the sensation of hovering, only somewhat anchored, in mid-air, have disappeared. Waiting for the rest of the ride to mount, I felt something I've never felt on a horse before— her sides were positively heaving, my legs moving with the bellowing of her breathing. I called across the arena …
Mercury in Retrograde
THE PLANET, NOT THE HORSE I was looking forward to my lesson today. After a ride out, I always feel a bit sloppy, and was keen to get back up on Reb — whom [who?] I hadn't ridden since last Thursday, the Big Day. I had a bag full of beauty products for Ruth, to …
Summer Glovin’
The astonishingly perfect gloves I bought in Harrod's last November have got holes in them. This bums me out, as these gloves are perfect: light, breathable, with a secure velcro closure and stylish to boot. My first pair were something along the lines of gardening gloves, I don't where I thought I was — Siberia? …
Buckets of Sunshine
...and I know we're riding out and I just go blehhhhh. Still not one hundred per cent on the ride out thing... I got Delilah, but she seemed full of beans and I wasn't feeling the same. Trotting down the lane, something felt funny, something felt insecure, and when we stopped at one stage, Nikki …
Ready for My Close-up… Or Am I?
I got a call from a friend of mine who's a film and television producer. It was great to hear from her, as we haven't met in a while, and we chatted away, and then Breda got down to business. She's producing a series entitled Consuming Passions — and I could already see where this …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 