The Shittiest Hour Yet

28 OCTOBER, 2006 It was the shittiest hour yet. There was, of course, no way of knowing how shitty it was going to be. It’s my eighth week of lessons, Argo and I an indissoluble team. I’m feeling pretty good, considering that all I did was walk for my entire first lesson, two short months …

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Fallen Soldier

TUESDAY, 2 OCTOBER, 2007 Not me, my whip. I am dead bummed. Particularly so soon after recounting its miraculous appearance on the road last year. Lest anyone think I broke it on the back of a horse, let me tell you that I broke it on myself. We were jumping, Rebel and I, and Emma …

Busted

LONDON Karen was saying wouldn't it be funny if my bag got searched in Gatwick, considering? 'Pardon me, Madam,' beamed the security dude. 'Would you mind terribly if I was to search your bag?' Bugger! I grimaced at him. 'I don't imagine I have much of a choice,' I 'laughed', and he 'laughed' and proceeded …