Nine years

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Nine years ago this gorgeous creature became mine. I can honestly say that buying him was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.

Together we have built a true partnership. I trust him completely (even if he does spook at a pigeon). Without him, I simply couldn’t do the things that bring me so much joy. I love him more than words. And that’s saying something for me!!

He’s made dreams come true. Did I mention I competed at Hickstead? Twice.

He’s taught me patience. 3 months of rehab for me after breaking my ankle (thanks to a terrifying carrier bag). Then an eternity waiting for Covid to do one so we could get back to the fun stuff. 5 months of rehab for him after twisting his ankle. Seriously, what is it with us and ankles?!

With him I’ve had lessons with some incredible instructors and coaches. The list is a veritable who’s who of eventers. I’ve learnt from Olympians, 5* winners and European and Workd medalists. But it’s not just about the names. I’ve been so lucky to have consistency with instructors and coaches who’ve been there all the way throughout our nine years together.

Since we’ve been together, we’ve pushed our comfort zones. The Norfolk Show. Twice. The Suffolk Show. FYI Showing is really hard. We’ve tried side-saddle. We’ve represented Carleton Riding Club. He’s taken me to BRC Qualifiers and BRC Championships.

He’s brought me closer to so many people. I’ve made lifelong friends. And a lot of them I’ve never even met! The Buddy Fan Club is strong.

We might not have achieved everything I set out to do. But we’ve done things I didn’t know were possible.

He is and always will be ‘My Absolute Diamond’. Here’s to the next year Buddy Boy. Let’s see what adventures await…

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So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life. I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began... I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover. I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling. The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020. This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!

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