Sunday, 7 February 2010

Childhood memories

I was thinking today about the programmes that Anya loves to watch on TV and the ones I used to watch when I was little. It doesn't feel so very long ago since I was a child but the difference between television programmes then and now is phenomenal.

TV now is light years away from TV then. Pinky & Perky, The Herb Garden, Playschool, they all seem so old and antiquated, so quiet and gentle. Kid's TV now is full of shouting and manic teenagers.

I have tried to interest Anya in the programmes of my youth but she always looks at me as if I'm mad, they're just not interesting enough for her. You had to be there I suppose - my favourite was The Woodentops on Watch With Mother, would I watch it now? I thought yes, but then I found it on You Tube...

Trotting on

John and I rode out this morning with another couple of girls from the livery yard and their horses, we were out for around an hour-and-a-half, the longest hack we have done so far. He was tired when we got back to the yard because we did a lot of trotting, more than we have done for ages.

Again, he was brill in all ways. We went a new route and he handled it really well, even though for some reason there were lots of cars around (on a Sunday morning can you believe, why weren't people still in bed?) We met several dogs, joggers and cyclists - the only one he seemed to be wary of was a very large poodle with a quiff.

I lost a stirrup manoeuvring our way through apple boxes stacked up either side of the path at one point - he did take a dislike to them - but he went through at a jog so didn't disgrace himself by taking off with me, and I managed to hook my foot back into the stirrup pretty quickly.

Another great step forward for us I think.

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A bit of childhood history and a bit about horses

Considering I didn't ride when I was a child and nobody in my family has much to do with horses, I was wondering how and why I ended up hooked.

This could be the answer - found on YouTube. I loved this programme when I was little and it's still one of my favourite ever songs. There's a better clip on YouTube, the actual starting sequence from the show, but I can't work out how to get it from there to here.

Another great TV series for horse-mad girls was Follyfoot. I wasn't into this programme so much but loved the song, I still do.

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Saturday, 6 February 2010

Why the long face?

Ho ho, the old ones are the best. He's actually happy as far as I know, though it was very foggy. He prefers to be out rather than in I'm sure, even if the weather is pants. We didn't ride until the afternoon when the fog had gone and there was brilliant sunshine - but by the time I had de-mudded him the sun had gone in and the light was going. We still rode out - and we did the short block by ourselves! He called most of the way round, joggged some and walked sideways looking towards home, but he still did it. I am so proud of him!

Wednesday, 3 February 2010

Disco diva

Anya came home from school today really excited - next week is her first school dance. It's to raise money for school funds and she is so looking forward to it. Though it's still a week away she has told me how she would like her hair done, we have discussed outfits and what sort of glitter gel she will wear. Oh my! What happened. Just a minute ago she was a baby in my arms!


I've just discovered Korres lip butter and I love it. It's a lip balm with a tint, the one I have is in quince - a sort of pinky red. But the best thing about it isn't the colour, it's how soft it makes my lips feel. I don't think I've ever tried a lip balm that makes them feel so soft and smooth. And it's not greasy.

I know, I know, it's probably not a new product and everybody else knows about it, but for me it's my first great beauty discovery of 2010.

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Riding out

He is definitely feeling better today. I rested him again yesterday but decided to ride out this afternoon and see how he coped - he was fine. We were going to go out alone but ended up going out with the new livery and her friend, John and I introducing them to the 'short block', which is about 35 minutes. Imagine, me showing somebody around on a hack!!!! That would have been unheard of just a few months ago.

Anyway, he was a star as always and we enjoyed a relaxing ride through the countryside. I'm so relieved his fall the other day didn't cause any damage. He seemed to have a good time - he always does - he definitely prefers being out and about to being in the school.

Monday, 1 February 2010

Hands that do dishes...

One thing I can guarantee at this time of year, without fail, my hands will become really dry and look ancient, while the skin on my fingers will crack and split in places and become really sore. It sounds horrible and it is, and it's something that has been happening to me every winter since I was a child.

Many years ago I underwent a series of allergy tests but the doctors at the hospital couldn't find anything obvious I was allergic to so they came to the conclusion that my hands got into such a state because of washing up and water. The doctor who spoke to me apologised for being 'sexist' but said it was because of all the cleaning/ washing dishes/ housework/ washing clothes that women do.

Well these days I never hand wash - the machine does it, I have a dishwasher and as for cleaning, my other half would laugh if somebody said I do too much housework. Yet my hands are still a mess.

So I'm on a mission to find the best hand cream to help them. And I have tried loads let me tell you. So far my favourite is by Dermalogica, but I'm open to suggestions if anybody can recommend others?

Well stroppy!

My eight year old knows it all. At her tender age she is sure she is right about everything, I can't possibly understand her world and I'm an embarrassment to her, especially when I sing.

Her attitude, which isn't helped by her love of Hannah Montana and Sonny With A Chance, oh and the Wizards of Waverley Place, has come to a head in the past couple of days when it's time to go to school.

Tantrum is hardly the right word for her behaviour. The slightest thing sets her off and I'm starting to wonder if she's hormonal. Could that be possible at her age?

What all of the above mentioned TV shows have in common is a rather precocious teenager who is loud and cheeky - and she is taking it on board. I think I will have to ban these programmes from our television.

While it is comical watching her wagging her finger and moving her head from side to side in that particular American-teenage-TV-star-way (I can't do it, I've tried), enough is enough.

She is going to have to be satisfied with CBeebies from now on.

Another cold day today...

I'm getting a bit fed up with the weather now, it's so cold it's beyond a joke. I lunged John yesterday afternoon - I thought the school had defrosted enough and the sand seemed quite soft. But he fell and I feel terrible about it. He went down on both front knees.

I have rested him today but he seems out of sorts, he looks a little depressed. I can tell when he's not feeling right - I know my horse well. There doesn't seem to be excess heat in his legs, no more than normal anyway (he often feels warm in his front legs, I think it's his age). I'll keep a careful eye on him over the next few days.

I hope he's better tomorrow...