Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
This evening I decided to lunge Buddy in his field. It was such a lovely evening. He was a little bit confused to start off with. Soon got the idea. He’s looking so well and shiny at the moment. It’s lovely to see.
I met a friend for a coffee / catch up today. As it was such a lovely day, we headed to the Castle Gardens to sit on a wall and chew the fat (or paradise slice in my case).
The castle really is stunning. It always makes me smile. I really must go round the museum one day…
For a very, very long time, I’ve had a dream to have a lesson with my eventing heroine, Lucinda Green. Today that dream came true!!!
It was utterly brilliant. I learnt so much. My god it was hard work! She doesn’t take any prisioners!!
After yesterday’s cool temperatures, today was roasting. Totally got my layering wrong. Buddy and I were both sweaty messes by the end of the 2 hours.
It was full on from start to finish. Some incredibly technical XC-style jumps in the gorgeous arena in Newmarket.
I may have overheated a little. Bit like my lorry on the way there. 🤦🏻♀️Grateful for a friendly lorry driver who came to our aid. Thank god for sign language as he didn’t speak English.
I’ve been a dribble mess today. Lots of tears. They started when I woke up and Nero wasn’t there asking for breakfast. It felt very strange indeed.
I cancelled my appointments and had a long snuggle with the kittens. Then went for a long walk to clear my head. Got caught in the rain.
We all grieve in different ways, for different things. There’s no right or wrong way to do it. Today I was kind and rather than trying to push through, I tried to stay in the present.
There are some who may think ‘it’s just a cat’. But he was so much more than that. Nero was my confident, my company and my shadow. He has been a constant throughout the past challenging 2 years as well. He barely left my side when I was on box rest with my ankle. He was the one I talked to during lockdown.
He will be sorely missed.
It seems that Hugo has taken on Nero’s mantle as chief snuggler. He’s on my lap now.
I’m grateful that I have the kittens. And that I was able to be with Nero at the end.
The house feels odd without him. I keep thinking he’ll come trotting through the doorway. I’m all cried out. There can’t possibly be any tears left. And then they come again.
I’m grateful I gave him a great life. And he gave me so much love.