Drinkies.

Excellent evening with the crew from Old Farm. Sarah had a fabulous Narnia moment when she tried to climb into the cupboard having mistaken it for the front door on leaving, causing much hilarity. The things that happen post imbibing...........

Had to resort to desperate measures today and do a drive by to where I have my side saddle lessons. As you might suspect, a man who teaches SS is always going to be slightly odd.

Turns out he is also incredibly hard to pin down, has an interesting understanding of the passage of time, almost never answers his mobile and never returns calls to phone messages. As all lessons have to be checked with him before booking you can imagine the trouble this causes his staff when trying to book in clients with him.

So after 10 days of trying to book a lesson and having achieved the almost impossible I am now feeling quite smug. To celebrate smugness and have a "hair of the dog" to help with our headaches we headed to The Plough Inn in Ford just across for JJ O'Neils yard. Has a fabulous set-up. Great gallops. See below.

Were getting very settled in with the locals for a Friday night session but tragically sense took over and we headed home before things got out of hand.

Early start in the morning as we are availing of the chance to swing by Stonehenge for a look on the way to Eastbourne.

Might even dance round it naked chanting pagan verses should the mood strike us..........