As I spend another day in COVID lockdown I am overwhelmed by conflicting emotions, none of them good: frustration, anger, hopelessness, loneliness, grief, powerlessness …

Although restrictions are easing, we have all now lived through not being able to see our friends and family outside of our immediate bubble. We can talk to them through imperfect technology, but we cannot touch them, and we must maintain our two-metre distance.

As I resign myself to the ‘new normal’ pain of physical distancing, I am struck by what it feels like to be a modern sport horse. Equine physical distancing is the established industry norm. Horses are housed in individual stalls (and paddocks for the lucky ones); they can usually see their friends, but they cannot touch them, thanks to floor-to-ceiling stall walls and paddocks separated by electric wire.

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