And so the relentless march of progress continues probing deeper in to the 21st Century. I have been on this coach since 16.50 and we have travelled…
From Victoria to here – W12. Let’s say about nine miles?
And it’s now 18.00?
Vin walks quicker than this without any effort.
But no, the selfish equine is tucked up in his bed, tugging on his haynet waiting for his dad to turn up and force carrots down his unprotesting throat once again.
Got news for you Vinnie-boy.
We’re working tonight.
The lights are going on in the indoor arena and you and I will be working through those exercises that JP set us.
Oh yes, fun fun fun.