Apologies to anyone who'd googled Saussure, Charles Demuth, or William Carlos Williams, and found themselves here. I was as nervous as I was way back in September of 2006. A friend messaged me yesterday to meet up, and I replied, in textese, that I couldn't as I was going up to the yard to jump. …
Eight in Row!
The yard was dead. Very unusual for a Saturday. One of the Livery Lasses was lingering in front of the barn, and told me that the polocrossers were off in South Africa, at some tournament or other. Ah. Only one class was going on, 'summer' hours in place, the intermediate ladies on a ride out, …
No Place Like
There was one square foot of blue amidst the blanket of cloud, cloud that soon erupted into a torrent of precipitation that lashed the windows of the taxi. I peeked out between the raindrops, as we took the last roundabout towards the long, long road that leads to the long, long lane that leads to …
Back In The
There is nothing for jet lag like an hour on horseback. And there's nothing like a week off to get the lungs seizing up again. Not five minutes into open order and I was sweating buckets and going all short of breath. My legs are just about broken, and I couldn't be happier. I slept …
Tango: Two
I'll never learn. I don't know if it's me creating the actuality from the thought, or just being aware of the logic of the allocation of the horses, but I woke up on Wednesday and knew. Three days in row as I'm off on holiday- today in fact, right this minute just about, blogging from …
Spirits Officially Lifted
I must admit I was dragging my feet to the yard today. Just general malaise, a poor awakening, a rush out the door, a day spent indoors, changeable weather, and a feeling that none of my friends are up there, anymore. I mooched around Delilah's box, her bum firmly presented to the world at large. …
An Apology
To everyone who googles Short Back and Sides and ends up here. Quite a few do. Beckz did an hilarious post on all the search terms that lead to her site. I get a fair few dodgy ones, as I am something of a potty mouth — or was, as I was appalled by the …
Station Break
WE INTERRUPT OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAMME... to let you know that my first novel, Drama Queen, is now available for preorder! It's not available yet in the States, but is in Canada, for some reason. Also in France. And Japan. I don't exist in China — yet.
Crush
Fiona has a new horse, called Nadal, and Nadal has his first stalker, called me. He is gorgeous: four years old, full of life, astonishingly affectionate, light bay, big deep bright eyes. Sigh. He's too much for me, clearly, and he's been getting up to all sorts of mischief, wrecking his box, grinding his teeth, …
I Have Set My Life Upon a Cast…
AND I WILL STAND THE HAZARD OF THE DIE When I made up all those lessons I'd missed in late autumn of 2006, it became quite plain that I was going to have to continue to ride twice a week. Fairly sharpish, it got into my head that three times a week was the way …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 