I recently got an interesting comment from Susan who had read my blog post “The Day I met a Cavalry Black”. In this post I had called the horse Winston. I had just made this up to be honest, as I felt he was such a nice fellow I should give him a name. But…
It was a grand day!
I could be an eventer! Lynsey said so!
Then I could hear the clatter of hooves on the pavement!
We will not bow to fear or intimidation. London has always been resilient.
They have stood on guard at the Horse Guards since 1660.
The sound of the horses hooves on the pavement.
” You should have your own blog.” I heard this over and over….
The mist begins to clear and that is when they can see them. The cannon……
Some of the excitement was not planned!