Posted by Tania Kindersley.
Today is my mother’s birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MUM.
I am very grateful to my mother for teaching me manners, and what to look for in a two-year-old colt.
I gave her a red blanket for the bed, a lavender and hop pillow, and a biography of Ruby Walsh.
‘Oh, Ruby,’ she said. It was only a paperback, but it was easily her best present. She really loves that man like a son.
Too tired now for more words, but here are some pictures.
This is the wood I drive through when I go up to see the ponies:
Red and Myfanwy:
Pigeon, doing her sphinx impersonation:
Where the hill should be:
The weather, as you can see, continues gloomy. The seven day forecast says: cloud, cloud, cloud, light rain, cloud, cloud, cloud. Ah, June in dear old Blighty.