It's the kind of rain that Ireland has elevated to an art form: a drizzling flurry of precipitation that encourages one to eschew hood and brolly, but that, nevertheless, results in a good soaking. The mountains were wreathed in mist, the sky a bowl of gray laying directly on the top of one's head, with …
Time Travel
THORSEDAY So, this is how it all panned out: My phone alarm went off at 6 a.m. I shut it down. My back up went at 6.30. A grudging rise, and the usual morning activity ensued: coffee, shower, email. Oops, 7.30. Had to get the first bus fairly sharpish, to get the second at 8.10. …
Burning Questions
'Are you going to the horse show?' Yes, I am. 'Are you going shopping?' Yes, I aaaammmmmmm! The Dublin Horse Show kicked off yesterday, and I'm working my little fingers off to meet my deadlines, and get there tomorrow, and go shopping! New jodhs! New boots! A new hat! And a comb and brush to …
Challenging the Cynicism
So, the whole reason I got into the horseriding was because I wanted to Reiki horses. I've been studying/practicing Reiki — an energetic, complementary healing modality — since 1999, but haven't been drawn to working on people. People: they ask all kinds of questions, expect you to fix them... to be honest, I've haven't had …
Off Again, Off Again
JIGGITY JIG Ach, I think my head was still a little woolly. Up until three a.m. Friday morning, then had to whimper through the last day of 'school', and despite having had an early-to-bed, and a lie-in, I wasn't one hundred per cent. Ruby is gorgeous: I laughed as she gave me the canter immediately, …
Ridin’ Strange
DATELINE: BATH, ENGLAND It simply wasn't going to happen. I couldn't not go to a new place and not try to go for a ride. I hadn't succumbed when I went back to the States in June; anyway, I'd already been. But I had yet to ride in England, and despite having to go over …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 