I met some old frients on the Forest today,
They looked so glad to see me, we all smiled,
And we ate ourselves some quiches,
and we drank ourselves some pop,
Still Crazy After All these Years....
Its great to be able to talk with people for as long as I want to these days, not stifled by the meter running in the background, even if I was always generous with my time.
Talking of Crazy, he has just one in the in-hand championship at the New Forest Show. Benji came eighth in the novice ridden New Forest pony class, which after all is like the local world cup for New Forest ponies, and Lady May, came third in her Shire horse class and best local. I am pleased to have had a smidgeon of a hand in all of their successes.
The best news of all is that after a few weeks being ridden, Théoden has remained sound. We are going for longer rides and just clocking up a few hours and miles for all of our confidence. Nine months is a large percentage of his ridden life, and it seems that he has remembered all the spooky experiences he has had in the past, including the one where the dinner lady wafted her tea towel out of the window at the Nursing Home. That, coupled with sheep, two dogs that sit outside their owners property and cows gleefully dancing their way down to the communal water trough, made him grow a hand or two this morning as we headed off to Longcross. He settled, and relaxed, and got rewarded with barley rings for his splendid gate opening and closing skills.
