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!
It’s been a very long time since I went ten pin bowling. And it showed! It was very hit and miss.
I did get one strike and a couple of spares. I also got a number of gutters. But a fun evening nonetheless.
Bit of a surprise one too. I got a message this morning asking if I wanted to come along. Why not I thought! Sometimes you just have to say yes to things. If it’s ten pin bowling, I’m going to need a lot more practice!!
Oh the glamour of poo-picking in the rain. Buddy was really helpful too. He decided to poo in the furthest corner of the field I’d just cleared. I swear he did it deliberately. He waited till I moved to the next field and stared right at me. Funny boy.
You have to laugh at the weather. It was vile this morning. Of course, by the time I got home and showered, the sun had come out. Still we got to have a soggy cuddle.
I’m going to miss his little face. He’ll think he’s retired when I come home. But then he acts like that after a day off.
I won’t miss getting soaked. I’ll be lucky if I actually leave the hotel the next few days. Wish me luck…
7 years ago I said my final goodbye to Murphy. He was the horse of my dreams. He saved me from myself. After having my first ‘Pip blip’, I realised I needed another horse. A focus. An outlet for my stress. A reason to leave the office.
I’d always wanted to event. But never had the horse to do it. So when I started looking, I was keen to find one to achieve that dream. Murphy ticked every box for my dream horse. 16’2, KPWN, grey, event horse…
When I bought him, I’d never even done a dressage test. Let alone had the first clue how to event or what it entailed. I mean, how hard can it be?! Right?! Very it seems.
One of my strengths is determination. Sometimes to my own detriment. So I put in the hard work and after years of lessons, fall, bruises, highs and lows, we completed our first ODE. I was officially an eventer!
I’m eternally grateful that this gorgeous creature came into my life. He taught me so much. Tolerated even more. I loved him then and I love him still. And I miss his quirks.
He laid the foundations for Buddy. I hope he’s proud of how we’re doing.