THE SMALL THINGS

Well, the Be Happy For Mum plan didn’t go all that badly, in the end. I thought that it might be the most shaming disaster. I thought that e...

Cremation people: I am sure you are good and thoughtful and kind to children and animals, but who had the meeting where it was decided that ...

A sharp frost, the first of the autumn, was followed by wild sunshine and brilliant blue skies. I rode my mare early and then she and her fr...

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...

Back to the smallest of the small things. I always do this when the news is bad and there are too many sorrows out in the world. The small t...

More dull rain. Working working working. Head full of book. Excellent HorseBack meeting. Galvanised. Despite the weather, I worked the ...

I stand down by the shed, with the red mare’s head on my shoulder, talking of life and complicated families and the odd twists of human psyc...

Today, I rounded up sheep. It was mighty. The red mare and I had gone out for a quiet ride when suddenly, over the brow of a small rise, we...

As I am taking the red mare to the village on Wednesday for her first visit to the old people’s home, I am spending a lot of extra time work...

I had something good and big for you today. It was a whole human condition thing. Then the day happened, and life happened, and work happen...