Love is in the mare…

Please accept my apologies for the lack of posts recently, it’s been a busy month of work, horses, product reviews and decisions… Work has been fabulous back in the home office, what started as a tsunami of instant work has trickled into a much more sedate, steady trickle of bookkeeping-ness. Of course there are bads days,…

Excuse my enthusiasm 

The first week of – once again – working for myself, in one word: perfect!  I can honestly say I’ve achieved more in the last seven days than I have in the last three months! I’ve had new clients coming out of my ears and the work load has fallen through the door with very…

Equestrianitis

Calm down!!! It’s not a rare not disease!  Equestrianitis is something all horse owners, horse lovers and horse riders suffer; its main symptoms are; spending every spare second at the yard, smelling of horse piss and talking about horses, with great affection and expression!  My symptoms on a scale of one to ten this weekend…

Use it or lose it! 

Thirteen days to go before work/life indulgence can begin once more!!!  As you read in an earlier post, I have once again branched off from the 9-5 life, this will be the last time I have to do it! I have had a few messages asking what I’m going to be doing now, the curiosity…

Hitting reset because I can’t hit repeat! 

Back in December, during a night out in Winchester, I was offered a job – a job as a PA…sounded good, money sounded great, “we’ll talk details in the New Year”.  20th December…the phone rang… “Jenna, we need help, it’s Christmas, staff are off and we have some on sick, can you give us a…

Don’t judge a Basil by his brush

Some people are lucky enough to find ‘that one horse’, the one that changes everything, the one that gives you more than you ever thought possible.  Back in September 2015, I introduced Genevieve, my dear friend of 20 years, to Basil – whom she referred to as ‘not a classic Connemara with a big head’. …

Shame on me and my fat ass! 

Shame on me and shame on you!  Recent ‘news’ has been flooded with Lady Gaga and her ‘fat pouch’. Oh bloody behave society-skinny!  How dare I, or you, have any kind of pouch, pad or pocket of podge! How dare we have cellulite, stretch marks, spots or eye bags! How dare we wear revealing clothes…

Chop, chop…tale as old as time

The words my mother feared the most when I was young, or younger… “Mummy, I’ve decided I’m becoming a vegetarian”  If she could have wailed in despair, without causing permanent damage to my childhood, she would have done! That’s mostly because I was a grade-A pain in the ass to feed already, without cutting out…