Good morning.

I hate it when I have a late night and then realise I took the yard keys home with me, because that means I have to get up early to let everyone in and Demi is so damn punctual, lol. Obviously I’m not moaning about that, she is a great girl and I’m more than grateful for her dedication to my horses, in fact I would like the business to become strong enough so that I can look after her well for it.

So up early, crack of dawn in fact, there is little if any chance of a lay in as Vargie likes to be let in at about 6am and will start screaming if he is ignored. Believe me I’ve tried on numerous occasions. I have got to think of my neighbours.

The pub was great and Jemma my client/come friend joined me. We had a great time gossiping about our fascinating love lives, hers is pretty much the same as mine, but her being younger I feel she might get lucky at some point.

I took the dogs for a great walk this morning, we went for about an hour round all my fields, checked over the youngsters, photos to follow and then went round the corn field to the Secret Pond, which they love and so do I as I can sit in utter peace and talk to God. Anyway on the way back I spotted an old bunker I’ve seen it a lot but never really investigated it, so I walked over to have a look. To my amazement someone must have been staying there, there was a rucksack and some cassettes. Gosh I ran like mad, can you imagine!!

Anyway off to Patchetts for the boring unaffiliated show jumping. Catch you guys later.