THE SMALL THINGS

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Northumberland slides past my window. It is very wide and green and stately. At any moment now there will be t...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. As one of the Dear Readers so astutely diagnosed, there was a massive post-racing crash. I was incapable of an...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Today is the glory day. The kind Australians have sent us their finest mare; the best filly in the world, not ...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. There are lots of different kinds of glory in racing. There is the perfect, untouchable, up on the high plains...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. The thing I had completely forgotten about Ascot is the exhaustion. I feel as if I have run in the Gold Cup my...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Writing this in great haste as I have just got off the race train and I have a dinner. At 1.55pm, Frankel wa...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. I am going to attempt a little mobile blogging, because there shall be so much to tell you. Sadly, no pictures...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. I have given myself the greatest treat that any lover of racing could dream of: five days at the Royal Meeting....

Posted by Tania Kindersley. I know I talk rather a lot about the animal love, but it’s on my mind again. (Non-dog and horse people, and fli...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Two rather lovely things happened today. I went up to the mare quite late, and stayed with her until almost lun...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. Feeling very achy and old-ladyish today. If I were back in my old life, I should have taken, groaning, to my be...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. No sleep last night, so my mind is absolutely buggered. I really do not know how new mothers do it. One occasio...