Bloody bloody blogger.

Twenty minutes of waiting for pictures to upload? Bollocks to that.

I've given up, retreated to the sofa and am sulking with a glass of wine. Bloody bloody blogger. Am I repeating myself?
I know there are a number out there whom only tune in for the pictures.........

So, what have I been doing with Dave away? Oh, just the usual domestic goddess duties and of course the compulsory fix of equine most days. Can't bring myself to look at a camera just yet, after the few months I've had. I'm still an interesting shade of blanched white. I might actually be blue.
And my poor nails.......... They've only just returned to white after the very attractive, 200 smokes a day shade of yellow, they were.

So, what's happening with the riding, I'm sure some would like to know?

Well, Fally is going this week for some "loving" with the Batsford Estate "teaser" 14 hand piebald stallion. That should be interesting.
Dave and I have bets on as to whether she kicks him into next week or not. Her wound from last year has recovered unbelievably well. Pictures later.

I get the sense Jill, instructor from last year, has become another Dave groupie.

She's fascinated by him and his job. It has to be the dimples.

First question every time from her is always "where's hubby?".

Every. Time.

To which the answer most of the time is "right behind you Jill". It will trip her out a bit when I tell her that he's been in the UK, Paris, Hong Kong, India, back to Paris and then UK this week.

When Dave is not being discussed, the riding is going well. She's offered me extra free riding, exercising some horseys. Yeah..........

Tomorrow, I have the great honour of having my 1st side saddle lesson since arriving, with Mr Phillpot. The only Fellow of the BHS side saddle instructor. He's in his mid seventies. Looking forward to it.