"How long have you been riding?" (I think it's about eight years now.) "All those years of seeing THIS!" she said, flapping her elbows like a manic chicken on speed with an electric prod up its bottom, "I never thought I'd see the day,"
So it's official. I have poncy elbows. Quite a good start to the day. Shame about the rest of me.
I'm trying to think of other uses for this surprising attribute. I'm failing.
Today is going to be a good writing day. How can I tell? Because today was a good riding day and the two things seem to go hand in hand. Poncy elbows aside, Alfie went like a dream. Here he is:
(He goes even more like a dream without ME on his back, weighing him down)
And my brain? My brain is cantering freely, with no need to kick it on or smack it sharply with a whip.
Yee hah! A cowboy day.
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