I AM, KIND OF. I came to tweeting reluctantly. I thought it was nonsense, and then, encouraged convincingly by a pal, I began. It is fun! I find that I tweet about sports and food and the weather, mainly — oh, and bus journeys. Posts from both this horsey one, and my beauty one automatically …
The Post I Am Not Writing
... is here, because: OMG the zig zag leg yield from E to B! Like, how in a million billion years could that ever be my experience! Not that this is a bad thing. I know my limitations — wait, was that just a three meter circle or what — there they go again! Janie …
Cross Referencing; Cross Country Replay
I have been looking for a live feed of the equestrian Olympic stuff for days, and thanks to Twitter, I found one via someone I follow, who blogs here. Thanks again, Monique! So my beauty blog got a bit horsey today. And I'm still watching and it's Mary King!!!! And I am just cheering for …
Banner Imagery and St Anthony
I've had the same picture at the top of this blog since 2007: a very clean shot of a horse's ears, inquisitive-style. Very: eroo? in cuteoverload.com speak. [<3 u, cuties!] I thought, Hey, why not have a look and see if one of the rosette pix looks good? I do, in fact, call them 'pix' …
Whither the Long Stick? [The Miracle: Part IV]
Okay, I am going to figure this out: I had a long stick, and mid-way through 2010, I didn't need to use it anymore. I don't remember why. Then, I started riding Connell, and it helped to be able to tickle him on the bum, especially as it seemed as though he was still learning …
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Force of Habit
I would wear my jods all day, everyday. On Tuesdays, I get dressed in my riding clothes directly, and do my day's writing all geared up to go. Yesterday, when I was putting on my socks, I realised that I am still wearing an ankle support on my left ankle. Now: The Injury of 2010 …
Every Little Bit Helps…
Look at this! I might ask to borrow this for Sunday, when I jump the 80s on Con. I am going to jump the 80s on Con. I have decided. Mostly. I would like some boots to match!
It Must Be True
I don't know what we were talking about — I mean, we were talking about horses, but I'm not sure how we got to talking about names. You know, about what the show name, or certificate name, or however you call it, what that name is, which is normally quite different from the barn name, …
My First Gate
Having been happy enough to go for an easygoing plod on Saturday, even though the weather here continues extraordinary, I really wanted to not ride out last night. Being in the lower arena would be perfect, another perfect thing in a series of perfect things: perfect sky, perfect temperature, perfectly lengthening day. We ambled down …
Here’s a Good One!
Wowee! I didn't even notice that bruise until Sunday morning. And I don't think Photo Booth does it justice. Or else it has faded considerably. I was in the middle of finishing up my house-moving process on Saturday, and when I woke I wondered should I go? Because my head was wrecked... but my body …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 