{"id":344,"date":"2008-01-05T23:34:16","date_gmt":"2008-01-05T22:34:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=344"},"modified":"2012-05-03T21:40:29","modified_gmt":"2012-05-03T20:40:29","slug":"a-tale-of-illness-lust-horses-and-bad-continuity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=344","title":{"rendered":"A tale of illness, lust, horses and bad continuity"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am unwell.<\/p>\n<p>Coldy, coughy, achy and shivvery.<\/p>\n<p>So I have decided &#8211; with a little encouragement from The Lovely S &#8211; to spend bits of the day in bed.<\/p>\n<p>I spent all morning in bed, reclining on plumped-up pillows flitting around the interweb while The Lovely S did domestic things.<\/p>\n<p>I had my laptop and used the opportunity to catch up on some surfing.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been bookmarking interesting-looking websites for weeks, filing the bookmarks away for when I had time to give them the attention they deserve.<\/p>\n<p>It was a morning of disappointment.<\/p>\n<p>I had bookmarked an article on the history of the Latin American transistor\/electronics industry.<\/p>\n<p>Imagine my total shock when I clicked the bookmark &#8216;<em>Brazilian Trannies<\/em>&#8216; and was presented with rude photographs of <strike>men<\/strike> <strike>women<\/strike> <strike>men<\/strike> <strike>women<\/strike> people of dubious sexuality!<\/p>\n<p>How awful!<\/p>\n<p>Nothing to do with the early days of electronics, transistors and radio\/television valves at all!<\/p>\n<p>Similarly, the bookmark &#8216;<em>I Love Feet<\/em>&#8216; was nothing to do with the early days of Clarks Shoes or the Clarks shoe factory in Street, Somerset (very near where I used to live). And what on earth was that thick, creamy-looking white stuff that those feet were sprayed with? And why were they always young women&#8217;s feet?<\/p>\n<p>I had to have a lie down I was so shocked! Except I was in bed already. So I had a swig of water instead.<\/p>\n<p>After these two frights, imagine my abject horror when I clicked on &#8216;Sweet P&#8217; and discovered the website had nothing to do with the horticultural development of the genus <em>Lathyrus Odoratus<\/em>!<\/p>\n<p>I had another swig of water &#8211; carefully this time, as the term &#8216;watersports&#8217; had suddenly taken on a whole new meaning!<\/p>\n<p>Whatever next?<\/p>\n<p>Was I going to learn that Nigella Lawson declaring that \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcsnowballs are the big Winter drink&#8217; is nothing to do with Advocaat?<\/p>\n<p>Fortunately before I could go down that road The Lovely S came and joined me in bed where we watched an episode of 24.<\/p>\n<p>Half-past one in the afternoon and we&#8217;re tucked up in bed watching 24. Rock&#8217;n&#8217;roll!<\/p>\n<p>Afterwards we got up and The Lovely S demonstrated that she has various body parts that talk like Mr Bean. It was most educational<\/p>\n<p>Then, via a quick visit to Detroitwich I drove to the yard to get 16 hands between my legs.<\/p>\n<p><em>Except Vinnie is somewhat larger than 16 hands but I like the phrase and I&#8217;m going to continue to use it \u00e2\u20ac\u201c 16.3 hands between my legs is clumsy and doesn&#8217;t work.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Anyway.<\/p>\n<p>Vinnie was a twat.<\/p>\n<p>It took me 20 minutes to get his bridle on and when we walked in to the arena he wouldn&#8217;t stand still for me to mount.<\/p>\n<p>Those who&#8217;ve known me for a number of years will remember that I&#8217;ve broken a leg in that situation before &#8211; not with Vinnie, natch &#8211; it fair put the willies up me, going through a similar situation again.<\/p>\n<p>So, determined not to let him have the upper hoof, I ran him around the arena, three laps, to try to take a little of the wind out of his sails.<\/p>\n<p>It worked.<\/p>\n<p>Back at the mounting block Vin stood rock still while I got on.<\/p>\n<p>And all thoughts of twatishness vanished from his lovely little orange head.<\/p>\n<p>He was a star.<\/p>\n<p>We did flatwork &#8211; concentrating on transitions, improving his balance, rhythm and suppleness.<\/p>\n<p>I love his attitude to work.<\/p>\n<p>In fact I love his attitude. I&#8217;ve never sat on Vin and felt the &#8216;can&#8217;t really be arsed&#8217; thoughts come back up the reins at me.<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s a brilliant chap. I still miss Beech, but Vin was never intended to be Beech&#8217;s replacement; Vin was always going to be the serious competitor while Beech would step back a gear and be the fun horse.<\/p>\n<p>Vin&#8217;s attitude to work is only matched by his ability, he&#8217;s a great athlete and despite his greenness he has unbelievable potential in the competitive world.<\/p>\n<p>So\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p>After a very positive schooling session, he was untacked, groomed, double-rugged up (it felt as though it could get cold tonight) and in his box scoffing his tea, I came back home where \u00e2\u20ac\u201c still hot and sweaty \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I showered, shaved and cooked our tea. Oh yeah, and ate it too.<\/p>\n<p>Then we watched another episode of 24.<\/p>\n<p>When it ended I made The Lovely S laugh with my favourite limerick.<\/p>\n<p>Then we watched yet another episode of 24.<\/p>\n<p>The thing about watching a number of episodes in a shortened space of time is that one notices the errors.<\/p>\n<p>And there are many errors in 24 &#8211; chiefly in the continuity and writing departments.<\/p>\n<p>But it&#8217;s enjoyable for all that.<\/p>\n<p>And now, at 22.15, it&#8217;s bed time; another chapter of reading then sleep.<\/p>\n<p>Speaking of sleep, The Lovely S didn&#8217;t manage to wake me last night with more giggles and &#8216;Yaaaaay&#8217;s&#8217;. Sadly she doesn&#8217;t remember what she was laughing and cheering over the night before last.<\/p>\n<p>She is as disappointed as I am.<\/p>\n<p>Boooo!!<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>B<\/strong><\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am unwell. Coldy, coughy, achy and shivvery. 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