Weekending

Yesterday – Saturday – was fun.

I spent most of the day judging at a Hunter Trial at Ascott-under-Wychwood.

This meant sitting in a car with Becky, watching horses and their riders having tremendous fun as they rode around Mr & Mrs Badger’s lovely cross-country course at Crown Farm.

We may have gossiped, Becky and I.

In the late afternoon I rode Vin. The feed changes and supplement additives seem to be doing their job – his headshaking has improved – but the condition hasn’t got to the point where we can go and compete.

Sadly this means that we’re not going to Sunday’s planned Dressage competition run by the Isis dressage group.

Yesterday evening Soph and I recorded episode 61 of This Reality Podcast. Some – just some! – of the random things we covered (apart from the excellent music, natch) include:

* An impromptu review of the film Twiglet Twilight (meh!)
* Being excited about going to see inLight at the Oxford 02 on Wednesday
* Some of the things we got up to in Liverpool last weekend
* This week’s trip to Spain (Go Karting aces, Rustic apartment in La Alpujarra, Chris Stewart – author of Driving Over Lemons – played drums in Genesis before Phil Collins arrived, a smart hotel where we had the pool to ourselves)
* Why my Twitter-buddy Dan Black can’t use HYPNTZ as his next single – because a dead rapper says so! What would Notorious B.I.G say if he was still alive?
* Facebook etiquette, what’s all the poking about?
* A Swiss person sacked for Facebooking while off work sick
* Stupid people trying to buy a car
* Stupid people trying to con stupid car sellers
* Canada promotes the landlocked province of Alberta with a picture of a beach in Northumberland
* Having a thing for Captain Janeway of Star Trek Voyager (and the improbably proportioned, impressively-breasted Seven)

That was Saturday.

So today, instead of the planned dressage competition, we’re going to a small local horse show in a village called Tackley, just north of Kidlington.

We’re not going to ‘do’ anything particular; Vin, Soph and I will turn up, bumble round, perhaps do some uncompetitive things, eat some food and then go home again.

I think Vin deserves a treat and a morning out could be just the ticket.