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 …

Just Because I Can

THE LAST MISSED SATURDAY OF 2007 Posting from Dublin Airport, in the shockingly revolting Ryanair wing, bracing myself for the riot to board the plane, off to London for the weekend. I will, of course, miss the horses tomorrow, but it's good to take a break, somewhat in the same way I've gotten better after …

See You Next Tuesday

GRRRRRRRRRRRRR Last night, my lesson mates and I, during a diatribe by the instructor [unintentionally provoked by yours truly], were implicitly lumped in with ‘some people’, who take up horse riding in order to look pretty. Pretty? Pretty? What exactly makes one look pretty when one is riding? Is it the dusty hands covered in …

How Many Falls Make a Rider?

CATALOGUE OF FALLS Heidi said a hundred! But Sara was like, noooo— seven. Seven falls make a rider. I seem to remember coming across the number ten, on a horsey board on the internet… Gooooogle… hmm. Nothing. I’ll check again [I should really be working…]— ack, some nutter on Yahoo! Answers said 1,000! No way! …