My horse, Mercury, is out on loan to a very nice lady. He is in the middle of the Fens and you can see for miles around. The trouble with Merc is that if he can see for miles he thinks you can go for miles and miles. I went to see and ride him today. A beautiful day, white clouds, breezy and warm. Merc decided it was the sort of day to get 'on his toes'. Nothing dangerous or frightening, but he did insist in jog-trotting for about an hour or so. I haven't ridden for a week or so and it is amazing how quickly the body loses fitness. By the time we had finished my legs ached, my back ached and my head, of course, ached too. When I got off him he looked at me in that slightly condescending way that horse do look at humans when they know they haven't behaved exactly in the way that was required. It was as if he was saying 'Well you decided to come and ride! I was quite happy in the field but you did insist on cavorting across the countryside. So I cavorted'.
Last night I went to the press night of PANDORA'S BOX at the Arcola's tent. I've been much more comfortable watching theatre and I've seen better plays though there was something about the cast's enthusiasm which was transmitted to the audience and made the whole evening absolutely captivating. Some really vibrant performances too. Great to see
Last night I went to the press night of PANDORA'S BOX at the Arcola's tent. I've been much more comfortable watching theatre and I've seen better plays though there was something about the cast's enthusiasm which was transmitted to the audience and made the whole evening absolutely captivating. Some really vibrant performances too. Great to see
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