{"id":11,"date":"2007-06-09T22:12:36","date_gmt":"2007-06-09T21:12:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=11"},"modified":"2007-06-09T22:49:41","modified_gmt":"2007-06-09T21:49:41","slug":"sticks-and-stones-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=11","title":{"rendered":"Sticks and stones (2)&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>The title proved to be\u00c2\u00a0prophetic in a way.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>This morning&#8217;s timing got changed; I rang William at 08.00 and said I was still up for the session but was going to be late down to Hilltop.<\/p>\n<p>He said they had a cancellation overnight and did I fancy a slot at 11.00.<\/p>\n<p>Did I?<\/p>\n<p>Is the pope a Catholic?<\/p>\n<p>I jogged back in to the barn and broke the news to Vin.<\/p>\n<p>He looked at me inscrutably over his haynet, paused mid-munch, thought complex equine thoughts then continued munching.<\/p>\n<p>I fannied about the yard, had a hot chocolate, did a final run through the checklist and went to get Vin.<\/p>\n<p>Getting Vin was incredibly tough.<\/p>\n<p>I walked past his stable &#8211; no large orange-coloured head looking over the door at me.<\/p>\n<p>I did a comedy double-take and walked right up to the door.<\/p>\n<p>He was in.<\/p>\n<p>Lying down.<\/p>\n<p>Fast asleep.<\/p>\n<p>And I mean <em>fast<\/em> asleep!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d already groomed him but Vin (bless!) had got down on to his knees, rolled over on to his side, curled his legs underneath him and fallen fast asleep.<\/p>\n<p>In a pile of specially laid (oh yes, I have no doubt of this!) horse poo.<\/p>\n<p>He had a green stable stain right up his belly, left side of his barrel and left shoulder.<\/p>\n<p>I called him.<\/p>\n<p>His body language said &#8216;La la la I&#8217;m not listening&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>He wasn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>He was actually fast asleep.<\/p>\n<p>I walked up to his slightly snoring form, slipped the head collar on and started calling him.<\/p>\n<p>He looked up at me as if I were out of my head, turned and rested his head on a foreleg and closed his eyes again.<\/p>\n<p>Sue and Laura were wetting themselves.<\/p>\n<p>I eventually got him to wake and with a little (lot) more coaxing got him to stagger to his feet.<\/p>\n<p>By now I was running out of time so I just loaded him, closed the lorry up and\u00c2\u00a0at 10.10 we drove\u00c2\u00a0out of the yard and headed down the A38, M5, M50 and on to Ledbury.<\/p>\n<p>We arrived in good time, I unloaded a very settled-looking boy and set about getting him ready.<\/p>\n<p>His stable stain brushed out as did the bedding shreds that were still all over him.<\/p>\n<p>With Vin tacked up and booted and his rider wearing the customary degree of protection I mounted up and hacked down to the start of the cross country course.<\/p>\n<p>We were late starting our session (we being three females aged between late teens and mid-thirties), late because one horse in the earlier group had lots of problems and William doesn&#8217;t like to give up on anyone.<\/p>\n<p>When our group started Vin&#8217;s initial canter-lengthening scared the living daylights out of me; he slipped straight in to racehorse mode and tried to tank away with me.<\/p>\n<p>I brought him back to the pace I wanted and we established a smarter rhythm and began popping over the warm-up fences in a short-course.<\/p>\n<p>William called on us to give a lead to one of the other competitors several times &#8211; I couldn&#8217;t decide if the horse or the rider was having the problems.<\/p>\n<p>We soon moved to the next field and Vin was absolutely brilliant, confidently jumping tree-trunks, shark&#8217;s teeth,\u00c2\u00a0helsinki rails and railway sleepers &#8211; light in to dark, dark in to light; my nerves long since vanished, Vin and I working together as a determined team with an objective at every fence.<\/p>\n<p>It was brilliant.<\/p>\n<p>We were brilliant.<\/p>\n<p>It didn&#8217;t last though; we didn&#8217;t approach\u00c2\u00a0one set of steps with sufficient impulsion and he clattered the first element with his near fore.<\/p>\n<p>The blood was flowing pretty fast; he&#8217;d cut himself on the coronet band &#8211; 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