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Happy New Year!

Posted by cotswoldcalvadoseventing on Tuesday, January 1, 2013, In : Life in france

Monty's been nagging, nagging and nagging at me, he wants to go and see the christmas lights at Montjoie up the road.
So I threw in a little new year's eve surprise for him and took him up in the trailer to see in the new year!

One minute we were there, then the next we're here;

Welcome 2013!

We had to take Popeye too;

'Cos he'd heard from Visa and Cloud on their coach tour last week that the lights were seriously cool;

So as you can see, all three of us and the camera man had a truly wicked time;

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French Kissing

Posted by princess on Sunday, March 25, 2012, In : Horses at home

Don't know what's been happening round your parts but “Oh my!” the sun has brought out everyone's loving round these parts. Turnip is always your man for a lick if you're after affection, trouble being his licks lead to nips, lead to bites,lead to full on head lock grabs. This bullock is soon to experience this delight but I left the photos here, it just gets ugly. Turnip tries to drag him through our very safe and sturdy garden boundary fence so we'll finish here, all sweetness and ligh...
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Bear Back

Posted by princess on Friday, March 16, 2012, In : Life in france

It may be necessary for you to refer to last week's post to really get this photo and realise I haven't lost my marbles just yet. You may recall on my first day of breaking Monty I introduced him to being ridden by a bear, it just happened the bear was to hand. I have a decent selection of large fluffy toys used for breaking and jumping and lots else besides. Most purchased for a pound a piece, well a euro actually at the local junk shop.
Since Monty was accustomed to bears it only seemed ...

The aliens have landed.

Posted by princess on Friday, March 9, 2012, In : Life in france

About a week, ten days ago I was busy minding my own business mucking out the stables in the dark, about nine at night.(The horses are all living out at night in an effort to maintain all round sanity, sense for them, less work for me). Suddenly there was an almighty crash that made the very rafters shiver and had me running for the door, scanning the skies for evidence of the burning inferno from the bomb just dropped. But no, nothing to be seen.

We are informed by those that know, if inde...