Both my granddaughters and their dad are keen horse riders. There was a competition taking place during the weekend, not too far away, and the family invited me to come and see them. It was a lovely warm sunny day, so I did. "Don't bring food" I was told, "there will be plenty to share". So I packed my folding camping seat, a sun hat, a cardigan in case it turned cold, and set off to Foxton.
My daughter Nicky met me at the gate, showed me where to go and I parked up by Robert's horse truck. I wouldn't have found it by myself, they all look the same to me. And here is is. He always says he is the favourite son in law.
Robert and one of his horses
The two granddaughters were part of a four person team and were taking part in a quadrille. The teams dress up in a theme, work out a routine, put together some suitable music, and practise, practise with their mounts for months on end. This year they chose Bollywood. The girls had sourced saris through OP Shops and online, and altered them to suit their needs, and of the horses too. They were certainly very colourful indeed, and even had henna transfers on their hands.
Bollywood on horseback
We had lunch beside the horse truck, and I'm pleased I took my own seat as all the horse club members were there. As advised there was plenty of food to share, so no one went hungry. Then it was Robert's turn in the quadrille, he was the only man with three ladies. Their costumes were rather fancy looking highwaymen, dressed in black outfits with lace ruffles, they certainly looked very smart indeed. A couple of the ladies had done a lot of work getting these costumes ready.
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