Today has been a little warmer and the rain has confined itself to a gently falling (?) mist.
Since coming home from our weekend away we've been even more appreciative of our view, always the same but always different. And how instead of a background rumble of distant traffic the air is filled with the sound of swooshing waves and the occasional boom as the waves hit the cliff. I don't think I shall ever tire of spending time sitting out on the terrace or as was the case today sitting inside the open door with that welcome cuppa to hand.
There were only four of us in the lesson today and we were all on our favourite horses which for me was the lovely grumpy Tex.
Katie taught us today and for a change she set out poles on the ground for us to ride a square instead of the usual circles. We had to keep on a straight line and then make a fairly sharp turn at the corners using pressure from our legs rather than relying on the reins to change direction. It was quite interesting.
In Morrisons I had a long chat with a lady I know from the RDA. They fatten on cattle and she told me how a new youngster had got himself completely wedged between a metal gate post and a wall after panicking when coming off the lorry. It couldn't go forward and it couldn't go back. They left it there while they dealt with the rest of the cattle then had to get the tractor, remove the gate and then lift the gatepost out of the ground to free the daft animal.
Then I did the usual run around town taking the last bag of clothes to the Oxfam shop and and in another charity shop found what may be a suitable cardigan (50p) for Peter to wear for the carnival. It could do with being bigger and baggier so I'll stick it in the washing machine. It's acrylic which I'm hoping will lose its shape after washing.
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