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...

Today, I said goodbye to my mother. In a last act of dazzling brilliance, she left instructions that she did not want a funeral. No fuss, sh...

The Sister says: ‘Did you ever write that book about what to do when your dad and your dog die?’ My beautiful black dog died four years ago...

It’s National Poetry Day. I love National Poetry Day. I’ve been thinking about poetry from the moment I got up this morning. The ones that ...

When I was two and a half years old, I fell head over ears in love with a gentleman called Eddie Harty. He had just won the Grand National o...

I worked really, really hard today, and that work was rewarded. This does not always happen. Sometimes I put in a huge effort and buggery bo...

Sometimes, I fall into a defensive crouch. I put so much pressure on myself that I go into a kind of awful tunnel vision. It is dark in the...

Today, I met a guy with a boat. This kind of thing sometimes happens at HorseBack. My friend The Marine says, as I’m leaving, ‘Oh, there’s a...

Crazy working day and there was no time for the blog. Hopeless. Here are some photographs from the last few days to make up for it. I’ve be...