Author: bethsimons
A self-confessed country bumpkin and lover of all things equine, I have suddenly found myself doing what I swore I never would: attempting to navigate living in the smoke.
Before I met Rhys, my annual journeys to London were made under duress and exclusively to compete at Olympia horse show. So as I try to juggle life with my very country hobbies, I fear this sheep could become very lost indeed!
On being back from the bad back thing.
Planning a wedding on no sleep and with only one arm is no joking matter.
Sometimes it’s ok when your boyfriend starts acting really strangely
I gave myself a reality check
What we really think about the post-class status update.
Luck for Lolly and less luck for Prince
Broken bone prevents play. And blogging.
More blundering on my part.
Narberth to Notting Hill: Back to London
On worrying that I am losing my mind.
Home-time
Another blunder: I forgot to turn up
14 confusing horsey phrases explained.
I need to talk about turning into my mother. It’s frightening.
