As this post proves, I did not burn up like a piece of space junk upon entering Vancouver’s atmosphere, though the jet lag has been epic. Even Chorizo has it – demanding breakfast at 2 am, falling deeply asleep for hours in the afternoon as if it were midnight. Today I made it to 5 […]

Well, strictly speaking, in a physical sense I am still in France and not at my desk at home where most of my thinking gets done. Goodness knows I haven’t done a whole lot of anything cerebral for the past few weeks. But now that I am in Paris and no longer in rural France […]

Chorizo is popular here, which is excellent for his self esteem. He is welcome everywhere: bars, restaurant patios, beaches, even shops. And he’s not alone. There are dogs everywhere here. The Corsicans hunt wild pigs and boar with dogs, and every village has a goodly number of hound-like creatures skulking around. There are plenty of […]

Hello, me again, the filler, yes, Karen’s still away – don’t worry, she is back soon. I’m going to talk about money. There’s been a lot of chat in the media over here in the UK about how equestrianism isn’t Really that posh. In defense of the disciplines – and in a groveling attempt to […]

As expected, the deeper I burrow into the mountains and beaches of Corsica, the more London fades in my rear view mirror. It took a surprisingly long time to settle into the mind-vacancy this holiday deserves (I’ll blame EC for getting me wound up tighter than a tangled fishing line); but I am pleased to […]

Did you vote? I did, but I must confess it was a struggle. When the first sight that greets you as you open your eyes in the morning is something like that in the image below, it’s tough to channel all that beauty into unsavoury thoughts about EC’s many and mutliplying failings. If you didn’t […]

Greetings from London town. So Karen has nipped off on hols, but foolishly left her log-in details here with me in Blighty. Ergo, I’m taking the liberty of blogging in her absence. She also accidentally left Harriet (remember – the rubber horse head). Well I say “left”, I may in fact have borrowed Hazza and […]

I suspect that if this is an Olympic post-mortem, there will be a post-post-mortem and possibly even a post-post-post-mortem in the coming weeks. A gig as fat as this five ring circus inevitably has stories that trail off like comets, and a few fanatic followers like myself keep our telescopes trained on them until they […]

Poor Charlotte. She must be good and sick of answering questions about her decision to wear a helmet. We’re over it! Let’s just face it. Helmets are in dressage’s future, and we know why. I’ve been on the ‘hell no we won’t be babied’ side of this argument since it all started in early 2010, […]

This is getting to be like a three-way tennis match – or maybe more like a boxing match, but with fighters in three corners: “In the blue corner we have the supporters of Tiffany and Eric, who have come out swinging. In the red corner we have the Canadian federation, who seem to be arguing […]