Fresh from our awful appearance at Hartpury’s JAS (show-jumping and simulated cross-country) competition last Saturday, and fully recovered from all of the aches and pains
Category: Stuff
I am cooking
I am cooking. In the kitchen, obv. In fact I’ve just twittered that, with an accompanying photo. Because I’m weird. Obv. Soph has declined my
On music, horses, relationships and avoiding cliches
There’s a lovely track by American singer/songwriter James Casto called ‘Perfect Day’, in which James, an excellent lyricist, describes his charming ‘perfect day’ which, inevitably,
Awww, gwon
Our humble little entertainment show (Arf!) is floating around the ether, just waiting to be plugged in to your ears. The music comes from the
Early doors
On Saturday I’ll be loading Tom in to the lorry and we’ll be trundling out of the yard at about 06.30, and heading westwards into
A new kind of ‘unwell’?
I’ve been in London all day I have had three meetings with clients I had one particular meeting with two people who were downright friggin’
On riding a dressage test
After some questions from a bunch of folk about how the dressage test section of the Eventers Challenge went, I thought I’d put the full,
Stream of unconscious
1. I ache still, every joint. I might resort to painkillers today. 2. We did the studio thing again last night and recorded the 100th
On why cyclists must be compelled to take a test
I have a full motorbike licence. In order to get my motorbike licence I had to take a rigorous theory test and a practical –
A bit of local colour, anyone?
So according to Sir David Omand, Tony Blair’s former security co-ordinator, the fabricated claim that Iraq could launch tactical weapons within 45-minutes was (and I
On learning a dressage test
BE 90, Test 92 A: Enter at working trot. Proceed down the centre line without halting. Track right yep, we can do that B: Circle
Must. Learn. Dressage. Test
The day after tomorrow Tom and I are supposed to be competing at Allenshill in the Eventer Challenge 90cm class. That’s British Eventing’s dressage test
So farewell then Bill McLaren
The voice of my youth, Saturday afternoon television commentator on Rugby internationals, Bill McLaren has passed away at the age of 86. And now, sitting
It never reins but it snores
random title! And despite or perhaps because of my general bleughness in the health area right now, a magazine feature I pitched for absolutely bloody
It’s Sunday evening, ho hum
Not exactly larkish behaviour, but I was up with the 7am alarm and out of the house by 8. The roads to the stables were
Stone me, it’s *cold* out there!
It’s Saturday. The snow has melted away in the overnight rain and the temperature is 2c. So why does it feel absolutely bitter, colder than
On a quiet people day
This is an experiment. The title says it all really but just to make really sure, this is a brief description of the *real* people
Blaming everyone
discuss… With the fresh snow that came in from the west last night, new horrors were experienced on the roads today. In these parts the
Discoveries made on talking to my fellow motorists
Some of them appear to be terminally stupid and twuntish Feeling more mellow than normal I decided to try and help a couple of my
Nice fanny!
Oscar Wilde said of the divisions between the UK and the US, that we were ‘one nation divided by a common tongue’. Setting aside the
I had kinky bondage sex with Margaret Thatcher?
It feels as thought it’s been a very selfish weekend. I’ve spent some of it dozing on the couch, some of it watching junk television
2010 competition schedule (v2)
So it’s changed already. The first change is I had to drop going to Allenshill this Sunday because the weather is against us; I can’t
Odd thoughts (2)
I’m sure wherever my dad is; he’s looking down on us. He’s not dead, just very condescending.
Tom is *very* bored
So, just before Christmas, Tom’s new ultra-high-fenced turnout (hereafter known as Colditz Turnout) was finished. Yay! And he loved it. He loved it so much
Odd thoughts (1)
I was watching the London Marathon a few years ago and saw one runner dressed as a chicken and another runner dressed as an egg.
I’ll have a pee please Bob (and other random sayings)
Some very random words are flashing through my sleepy head but I can’t go to bed because its not even 8.45 yet! A gazillion years
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
I had hoped to publish a very short video clip, via youtube, of the drive up the track from the stables, past the outdoor arena,
Plant life
This weekend we finally got around to clearing the decks, settling down on the couch and watching the latest BBC adaptation of The Day Of
Redundant technology
I love my car. It’s not a flash sports car, it’s a 2-litre turbo diesel, five-door mid-range, executive-type thing. I like the drive; I can
Technological breakthrough
Now that’s a very clever piece of technology!
I can see the sea!
In a moment of decision-making lunacy we went to the seaside yesterday. While we were there we ate, we looked at the views, we were
Shameless podcast plug (well, it is the end of year episode)
I don’t normally do the ‘big linkage thing’ in this way, but the end of year retrospective is more than a little bit special –
Lines on the paper, lines on my face
in case it rings bells, the title is a misquote of the cuttingly clever lyric ‘There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face’
Turnout, weather and lunch
Tom’s first day of turnout after more than three weeks of ‘confinement’; things were fraught! By 7am we were schooling in the indoor arena. An
Urging gently
I have the urge to write – creatively – but I’m not sure I have the patience to do it properly at the moment and
Looking forward to it!
The 2010 Eventing Season is really close – given that the Entry date for competitions are so far in advance of each actual One Day
Honey and murder for your ears
The Christmas Eve show brings our listeners five totally excellent tracks, much wide-ranging and very varied conversation that includes: The Cheese Game taking an unusual
Don’t look back in anger
It’s that time of the year when my mind slips itself off the lead and bounds along the snow-covered, hedgerow-lined fields of memories, like a
Meet the family
Just don’t ask why I seem to assume such a weird voice when I talk to them…
Twitter Etiquette – my 2010 will be…
… slightly different… I love Twitter. No, really. I am a massive fan of the microblogging service. I like the brevity of 140 characters. I
Dumped on my arse (sortov)
Yeah, it’s time for an equine catch-up… Vin… Vin’s reported lameness is puzzling. I put him on two sachets of ‘Bute for the first feed,
Time for bed, said the Zeb cat
OK, when I start talking hippie-speak it’s definitely past my bedtime. I have been working my way through a stack of programme/project documentation for the
Indie goodness, straight to your ears!
This week’s podcast treads new ground, and it’s worth listening to for that alone! Four guests join the show; talented indie-foursome inLight come in to
It’s Thursday but it feels like
… Friday. I don’t know why. It just seems to have been a six day week already, and it’s not even F-F-F-Friday yet. I had
The antidote to X-Factor
Here is 8m 27s of better quality entertainment than two nights of ITV gave us on Saturday and Sunday: Thanks to Matt Edmondson