Oopsie.
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♥Jan. 15th, 2012 // 01:27 pm♥
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I don't know why, but I quite often have trouble getting the car out of the garage when Mike's put it in there: presumably, he puts it in a slightly different position to the one I'm used to. Today, I got more stuck than usual, and, um, scraped the paint on the side. Oops.
On the plus side, I did get a lovely ride out of it: I went out early, in the hope of getting the school to myself before the kids started jumping, and it worked. Seriously frosty out there in the countryside, which was nice because it made it less muddy, and I was slightly worried about the school being solid but, once the Nice Chap had been out with the quad bike and harrow, it was really nice to work on. GB was being a very good lad, too, so we had a nice schooling session followed by (when the kids finished warming up and started putting the jumps up) a wander up towards the woods, behind some other horses, in which we just went far enough for GB to start going "don't wanna!" and then came back, in the hope that he'll realise that going up the lane isn't always going to lead to nasty muddiness. (I did think about going into the woods, on the assumption that it was cold enough to not be muddy, but I decided not to risk it being absolutely frozen solid!)
Nasty drive home, took me an hour, most of which was right by home due to a road being closed: unfortunately, there's no other practical way onto the peninsular, although I did see some people taking an entertaining short-cut through the McDonalds and Lidl carparks to cut off a corner of queues! |
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