Going Back Home
Last Saturday morning we were woken very early by the sound of excited hooves on tarmac. This is never a good thing. After a short search, the 3 culprits were found in the big barn, helping themselves to the hay. They were quickly identified as "visiting" ponies and a very small mule from a farm the far side of Redhouse Wood. Two of them, Bert and Eric, used to live at Red House and were just calling in to say hello to their old friends. No doubt they were also telling them what fun it was to gallop across the soft turf of the caravan site and chapel lawn (luckily they didn't find the grass tennis court!). Their owner was called and, after a stern lecture, they were led away, back up the drive with their tails between their legs.