Out to dinner (and other meals)

Saturday:

Breakfast in bed with The Lovely S followed by an episode of Buffy then a frantic scrabble to get dressed and out of the house in time.

Drive The Lovely S to her work then onwards to the yard.

Hot chocolate while waiting for the fog to dissipate.

It doesn’t.

Start up the lorry and take it for a spin.

Bag to the yard after frightening helping a couple of particularly stupid motorists appreciate how slowly they should be driving in extreme fog.

Too much fog, decide to school.

Drag Vinnie out of the field, unrug, groom, tack up and because it’s still too foggy, school in the arena.

Flatwork.

Untack, groom again (he’s way too sweaty – needs a clip but I decide to wait until I’m back from Rome as I won’t be able to ride him next weekend), rug up, feed apples and turn him out.

Karen, Christine and Young Laura arrive in their new lorry. I had a good beak around; it’s a very nice little lorry but – I don’t think I’m being too biased here – mine’s nicer. 🙂

Hot chocolate.

Clean tack.

Drive home via a very long-winded route so I can stop en route and have a

Double fried egg bap and a mug of tea at a roadside burger bar.

Read coursework for an hour.

Drive to Worcester to get my hair cut.

Worcester is the capital of chavdom. Even the street beggars (got any spare change mate?) look like chavs.

Had a good natter with Kate while she’s clipping and shaping: X-Factor, Strictly Come Dancing, The Best Comedy Sketches (Fools and Horses were robbed!) and many other things of great significance. She also did a head massage thing which had me purring like a six-month-old kitten; putty in her hands. I mean I was putty in her hands, not she had putty in her hands.

Drive back to the yard, help get the horses in for tea.

Drink hot chocolate.

Pick up The Lovely S from work.

While I’m waiting I ring Joanna a possible new trainer. I think the world of William but by the time I’ve boxed up, driven to his place, unboxed, tacked up, had a lesson, untacked, boxed up, driven back to the yard, unboxed, groomed, put Vinnie away, cleaned the lorry up the whole day has gone.

One evening last week I found an accredited trainer on the British Eventing website, Joanne is based about half an hour from my yard.

We have a long and detailed conversation and arranged for her to come in on Wednesday evening for a trial session.

Then The Lovely S and I drove home and watched half an hour of X-Factor, got changed and went out.

To the Riding Club AGM and Dinner.

It was A Good Night Out (but bloody hell, we were both shagged out when we got home!).

Sunday:

Cup of tea in bed followed by…

Bathroom stuff, get dressed then a drive to Worcester.

Brunch and much hot chocolate at Cafe Rouge.

Walk around the shops, visit Woolies and spend way too much money at the Pick N Mix.

Drive to the yard, put Wednesday’s training session in the diary.

Back home, divest clothes, climb in to bathrobes and do much snuggling in front of a DVD whilst alternating between a bag of grapes and a bag of Pick N Mix.

Send text to Sue asking if she can clip Vinnie before Wednesday evening. She can. Wahay!

And now The Lovely S has just made me a mug of hot chocolate while I sit here watching The Simpsons.

It really doesn’t get much better than this.

B.