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Let’s go back to basics


I was trying to think of a funny title for this post, maybe a ‘click bait’ title but quite honestly it’s not come to me yet.

*Disclaimer, I am no longer frustrated by this subject and you’re about to read an incredible brain dump. Don’t forget your cup of tea.

A group of people hang out for a reason, be that a passion of the same music, the love for the couple getting married, the need for the chips at the bar, all having met on Tinder and awkwardly hoping that the person they’re meeting does actually look the same as the photo… they all have a mutual understanding that they are just there to get whatever it is done.

They’re not looking to be best friends forever, or publicly be the ‘best’ at something, or even claim to be an expert about something. Who knows you might even be standing next to the future prime minister and all you can really think about is why Tinder by Pitbull feat. Kesha isn’t playing ’cause really why else did you say yes to this night out or who picked yet another pastel orange dress for the bridesmaids.

But bring horses into the mix and the dynamic changes. Suddenly life is a competition, life is all about seeing who knows the most about the non-speaking third party in the situation. Hay should be at this weight, your behaviour should be like this, your horse shouldn’t poo between the hours of 3 and 5, you should only smile if your horse changed transition at letter A, not just before, not just after.

Not being funny mate, but my horse doesn’t read, nor does he tell the time and he most certainly doesn’t care about his bikini body or show condition.

There is something strange about the equestrian world, owners/riders/grooms are all slumped into a world that started with love and is now full of loveless judgement. At what point did the whole experience miss the key ingredient? You fell in love with a horse, you bought that said horse and you love riding that said horse. How can what other people do with their horse effect you? You didn’t buy their horse, you bought your horse. That same horse that is standing in the field enjoying life, not giving two hoots about how somebody else’s haynet is 15mm away from the door when yesterday and in every other previous life, it was 16mm away from the door.

Let’s go back to basics. Let’s start at the very beginning if you will – Hello Julie Andrews. Or even more to the beginning, of time, with words from the Bible (’cause I can’t put it any better myself).

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 

So from now on, let’s just love our horses, love what we are doing with them, love that they eat more hay tonight then they did last night and love that they do not, cannot and never will read the manual. So a pinch of salt is needed at all time. Let people do what they would like with their own horses. Judgy – judge, go home.

K, bye.




Eight things you don’t realise until your horse is on box rest

  1. Routine


Suddenly life isn’t on as much of a routine as it was, your horse is there kicking up the neat bed whilst you’re trying to muck out and he’s still pooing whilst you’re on the yard… I mean, come on! Oh, how you miss grass turnout already! You’re not sweating by 9am, and you haven’t got horse slobber on your jacket sleeve. What is this?!


  1. Weight management programme


That extra box of biscuits and over-filled hay net just won’t cut it anymore, you’ve got to be strict all of a sudden, not only for your body but also your horse’s. Why doesn’t standing still (for him) and mucking out (for you) use as many calories as actual riding?


  1. Fun


You both adapt and get a different sense of humour – his, to try and get out of the stable and nudge you until you give him treats due to the overloaded horse-owner-guilt you have over the whole thing and you, are able to see the funny side of it all and take pride in grooming efficiently and giving that all important back scratch.


  1. As long as it takes


No corners can be cut, neither the swelling or lameness got the memo about hurrying up because it’s Summer-time or that the grass is looking particularly scrummy. So, it’s all-hands-on-deck to get the health back on track, with haste. The vet has visited again (hello £487,000 bill per call out fee), the salt lick has been replaced (finally) and he has a rather luxurious deep bed all of a sudden. Imagine Egyptian Cotton…


  1. Novelty


Fun, we can bond over grooming, overstretching for treats and hanging out. Yay. But we are now 3 weeks in, neither of us is looking our best, one rather rounder, one looking at the other because they really are costing them more than the fun either are getting… The novelty has gone – see ya enjoyment. Let’s not mention the vet bills.


  1. Dirty Tack


Mucking out now takes a third of the time it would normally, practice makes perfect as they say, and the boredom has kicked in – so you head to the tack room, a bit of a spring clean maybe. Oh gosh, that tack, no wonder he’s gone lame, probably in protest to the idea of being dressed with his own grease from 10 years ago… It’s scrubbing time.


  1. HOW MUCH?!


Mate, how can you produce that much excretion in 24 hours. You are a machine. I’m proud to call you mine.




We’ve done 3 weeks. We now don’t even look at each other. He’s up for sale. You’ve decided to take up tennis as a hobby. Then one random Wednesday, you head to the yard and…


Is he lame? No. Is there any swelling? No. LET US OUT… The time has gone, the years have gone by and now we can both get out into the real world.


I’m asking you one thing, just wait for another year before we have to go through this again…




**Horse bolts across field farting and bucking, human squirms away**


Photo by Kelly Forrister on Unsplash

Don’t Risk Your Happiness.

Just remember…




Labour: Animal Welfare Plan


Here’s a different topic for you. Labour are asking for people’s help on their Animal Welfare Plan.

Regardless of how you would vote on election day, or who you have strong feelings about, this is your chance to give your two pence worth. Now’s your time to say what you’d like to see happen. What you deem important and key for yourself and your understanding of Animal Welfare.

I’m not going to try and convert you to my feelings, that would be unfair, and rude.

We all know that there are times when we don’t agree on something, we struggle to understand why someone in power would make that decision, or allow something to pass. We misunderstand why things have happened how they have, mainly because the media are good at blindfolding us – to sell the papers. They’re out to make money, and if that’s how they know best, then any business owner would do the same… let’s admit it. But the tricky thing is that it sucks us all in, because we are not in a position to go to the bill hearings and hear what is actually happening.

BUT now is the best time to put forward your ideas. They are open for all opinions. I’ve given my view; I would recommend you do too. If they haven’t heard it, they won’t be able to add it to the mix.

Make sure you read their description of what they want to do first though:


And when you’ve worked out what you’d like to say, send your thoughts to:


What is so exciting is that Animal Welfare is something that is key for all animal lovers, be that with or without the same understanding. What I might do with my horse might not be what X or Y might be – but this is our option to put forward what we feel is important and essential.

I would not want to be the person putting all the thoughts together and making a plan though…

Good luck, and may your thoughts be fruitful and achieved. 

Pros of Countryside Living 2/2

Pros of Countryside Living is the second of two in a series. The other is Pros of City Living. 

You could say three pros of my life right now, maybe you’re trying to decide if you want to move to the countryside, anyways, here we go!

#1. ‘Fresh Air’ 

‘Fresh Air’ and it is all in abundance. The joys of being about to go outside and walk for miles, with the wind in your air, the sun on your back and the dreams running through your mind. You decide what you want to do and when! Even the smell of cow muck smells fresh…

#2. Country Cottage

The dream of having an Aga, a nice muddy porch and three wild dogs running around can happen. With the distance between you and your next door neighbour being more than 100 feet. You can sing to Mcfly without being over heard… why hello good fun!

#3. Prices

The price of life in the countryside is cheaper than that of the city. You can buy a muffin and coffee for less than £5. You can actually get change from cash. You don’t have to open a mortgage to use public transport… if it even arrives! And Date Night can be under £50. Winner.

Do you agree with me? What are your three pros of living in the countryside? 




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