I was the last person to the yard this morning and the others were either in the field or getting groomed - so of course madame was going bonkers in the box. Got her cleaned and tacked up in 20 minutes even though I was shaking because I'd forgotten to have breakfast and it was "fresh". The first 40 minutes were pretty hairy and I thought I was going to end up arse-up in a ditch.
Then it just got better and better - had a pretty crappy week but the yard owner who is incidentally the best rider I've met in years on a personal level turned and said "that looks brilliant" which just made me do this . Hunted mountain-bikers. Came across a loose piggy, loose cows and I've not laughed so much in ages.
Got to the cafe/bar - put the horses in the stalls and then had a coffee/baileys and a bit of lunch.
Coming back we decided we wanted a shift-on so I went first and decided it was about time these Dutch girls learned how we ride "Hunting style" - so we took off at a rate of knots and took a nice fallen log. Got to the top of the hill and one of the girls (Baileys ) had to get off to re-adjust her saddle due to shoddy girth-fitting post-lunch haha. Everyone loved it and one of the girls was so thrilled - apparently her first ever jump.
Got back to the yard, hosed down saddle areas and put them in the field for a roll before feet up and a cold drink sitting in the sun.
Just absolutely blissfull!