The Kindness of Strangers
Two weeks ago, whilst shivering in Polyester in a horizontal rain, I asked the members of the Hunt where to go for a jacket. INTERNATIONAL SHOWJUMPER said that he had been lent a jacket that didn't fit him and might fit me, and promptly offered to bring it to the next meet.
He was as good as his word, and before we set off I tried on a perfect fitting jacket. 32oz cavalry twill, tattersall check lining. INTERNATIONAL SHOWJUMPER said to wear it and then get in touch with the owner to see if I could arrange to buy it.
This week I got in touch, and asked if it would be possible to buy it. The owner was so pleased that the jacket was being used in the field and not just fancy dress that she refused payment.
In hindsight I shouldn't have been surprised - the hunting field has made me feel very welcome and there's a camaraderie missing from any other part of life I've encountered.
He was as good as his word, and before we set off I tried on a perfect fitting jacket. 32oz cavalry twill, tattersall check lining. INTERNATIONAL SHOWJUMPER said to wear it and then get in touch with the owner to see if I could arrange to buy it.
This week I got in touch, and asked if it would be possible to buy it. The owner was so pleased that the jacket was being used in the field and not just fancy dress that she refused payment.
In hindsight I shouldn't have been surprised - the hunting field has made me feel very welcome and there's a camaraderie missing from any other part of life I've encountered.
posted by Nick on Sunday, November 12, 2006
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