OCB

Yesterday I was On Company Business.

I had to be up and on the road at 5 a.m. No earlier than when I'm taking RIDER and THE FELLA to an event maybe. But instead of getting up at 4 a.m. and blearily shovelling three barrow loads of shit from the stables, calming RIDERs panic, etc I was heading down the motorway leaving RIDER to do everything before she too set off for work. Work may pay for MONSTER, THE PONY, and THE FELLA, but when it takes me away I question why. And it increases the burden on RIDER.

By sunrise I was in Portman country. I can't help looking out of the car windows whenever I have to come down here thinking how MONSTER would just love to tear over these hills and vales. Look closely and even the wire has proper jumps.

Too bad that even my early morning rides with THE TWO DOGS will soon as likely be illegal. THE TWO DOGS can't help chasing, even if they are too slow to catch and haven't bothered to read their Observers Guide to the Small Wild Mammals of Britain and learn what will and won't be legal to even sniff out.

An early finish to the day at least meant I was back to do the evening chores. And I think MONSTER was pleased to see me. Or was it her evening feed I was carrying?

There is no sound in the world like a happily snorting horse.

Here's to better weather this weekend, and a bit of hooning round like we mean it.