But back to times past and yesterdays happenings is where I shall go, so after an uneventful three hours of road rage, I arrived at destinations unknown in the form of ETA Stables, the horse transporter that we're using for this trip, where I was welcomed by settled horses (my mother had driven them down earlier) munching contentedly on various fibrous comestibles and by most of the Senior Team, and one other Young Rider, Sarah Pollard. The packing of the horse lorry was initiated, and the faffing commenced to a large degree.
The hour of seven o'clock was awaited eagerly for whence the hour struck the arrival of Oriental Cuisine was due, and so the banquet table was laid, this consisted of Julians ramp being lowered onto a shavings bale to produce the optimum dining experience. 1900 hours occurred, but alas, no food! So we waited patiently, and upon the horizon a fruitful sight was spied, however our hopes were raised for no useful cause, as it was only the veterinary inspector coming to secure our passage upon the ferry, we all have our priorities right with the needs of our stomachs. But lo and behold, a better visual and tasteful experience occurred with the arrival of our delicious take away, consumed with much vigor and delight by all.
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| The delights of China from a ramp |
Nine o'clock then approached, and departed, as we waited for the Irish to prepare their equine beasts for departure. A little later without much ado, all the horses were loaded, and happily munching on their hay and irritating each other...well this is applicable to Harvey anyway...and they set off upon the Voyager of Fortune.
And now I wait for the approaching shore to engulf me in it's welcoming land and take me to pastures new.
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| TTFN England |
