Riding and writing. Part 17c.
The first time I saw Kelly Turner compete I wasn’t exactly bowled over. Mainly because it all looked so simple. Her jumping wasn’t anything spectacular, but the horses always seemed to go clear. Dressage was the same – to me it just looked…nice. The cross country was more impressive — I couldn’t even bring myself to [...]
A Public Statement
Here is my beautiful share horse, Moss, doing what he loves doing best. I am not doing this sort of riding any more, thanks to the very awful story of Melanie Reid, a Times journalist, and one or two experiences of my own. If you notice me flagging on this resolve, please call in the sharpshooters.
Writing and childbirth: Yet another bloody metaphor.
I went into labour at 9pm on a Friday night watching Have I Got News For You. The pain started immediately, the taxi ride to University College Hospital was torture, and when I got there, the harpy at the desk told me to go home. ”You’re hardly dilated at all,” she told me. “What about [...]








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