THE SMALL THINGS

The sun is shining and I’m determined to mine the beauty and the joy out of this day. I spent time with my sweet mares, drove round the Scot...

Kauto Star is dead. Those are four heavy words to write. I never even met the bold beauty, yet, as so many people in racing did, I loved hi...

There’s been an awful lot of fuss about Kauto Star in the last few days. You may imagine it is a discussion about which I have thoughts. On ...

I had a whole bushel of words for you today, but the hours rushed away from me and now it is eight o’clock and my brain has turned itself of...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Well, the auld fella could not do it. The schooling fall had clearly taken its toll; after stretching at the w...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Well, he did it. HE DID IT. I know I told you of the fears and strains and nerves yesterday, but I’m not s...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. I can only apologise for two whole days with no blog. The road really wore me out this time. Sometimes the dri...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Sleep is a sort of miracle. I slept all yesterday; ten more hours last night. I woke, literally dreaming of Ch...