What's the Story?
Sticking with the horsey theme, I found this photo of my Sister and her horse. I can't remember what he was called but he reminds me of Black Beauty with his white markings on his face.
One of my favourite things to do when we went out riding was to go on hacks. We'd go around the fields, through the woods and up alongside a caravan park. I loved it even more when I got passed the stage of needing a leader, a stage Miss C is desperate to get passed.
My cousins and I will always remember the one day we went out on a hack together. It wasn't memorable because one of us fell off or because one of us lead the group or because it was a beautiful Summer's day. It was memorable because of my Sister.
My Sister fell asleep whilst sitting, riding her horse.
She must have felt so comfortable with her black horse, who I think may have been called Humpty, that she felt she could catch 40 winks whilst he followed the rest of the horses.