So... 6 days

Well, I've got 6 days to go until RAF Halton. It's getting very exciting!
I took young Morph out last weekend, (not by himself, with Bob his bodygaurd) and he was brilliant. He even lead the way past a flapping tarpaulin and an invisible (to him anyway) barking dog. So that was great, and we mooched along the roads and then got into the bridleways of Chipperfield, and we went for a canter... hoping it would be nice and sedate, which it was, but I could still feel my arms leaving their sockets. Gag or no gag, Mr Morph doesn't really like to stop. And then we got to the jump. When I say jump, I mean a tiny fallen tree... More like a stick, but anyway, managed to get him right back on his hocks as Bob went over first, the we launched ourselves at it, flew over it and proceeded to fuck off. Overtaking Bob... Didn't look like we were stopping either and I had to assume the water ski position until we finally stopped. But it's nice to know he's excited about jumping outdoors and is keen to carry on.
Yesterday (Sunday), had a jumping lesson. Just to check he could jump real fences. Ella, my instructor, is keen to get his canter rebalanced coz he's very stiff in his back legs, and this in turn will obviously affect his jumping. So, we had a bit of a "gymnastic" lesson. 5 poles on the floor, placed a canter stride apart, and he had to obviously canter through them nicely. Which he did, but wasn't landing evenly between each pole. Then we started making small jumps, and eventually he did it right. We know he can jump, but he's no thinking about what he has to do when there are poles on the floor. He has no respect for poles on the floor and jumps under 90cms, and was knocking them and blasting through. He did do it... but today my back and shoulders ache! I've put some pelham roundings on said gag, so I have a stronger hold on him. Hoping it'll work. Also hoping the weather is going to be way better than it is today! Don't think I could handle galloping around a field and trying to negotiate jumps with a monsoon going on!!!
Today's prepartion for Halton, was a shiatsu massage for Morph. He needs to see the dentist, but other than that, Kate managed to crack his neck vertabrae back to where it should be, and sort out the stiffness in his hocks. I have a Joey horse! So hopefully, this should've loosened him up for Sunday. Now, just have to ride the damn thing tomorrow and see what's going on!!!

I'm hardcore

Oh yes, I'm so hardcore - I rode that!!

Went to Thorpe Park yesterday for their Thrill Chill weekends before it opens officially. They only have their big rides open... and I am proud that I went on the biggest one! I conquored Stealth. Oh yes.

It's 11 seconds of your life and such a rush! Basically, you sit in this car thingy and then it rolls forward slightly and all the lights turn red in front of you, and the adrenaline is pumping, then they turn green and you're shot off at 80mph in 1.8 seconds... Originally it was 2.3 but those clever engineers have sped it up. So, you're stonking along at a great spead and then you see the sky as you go up a vertical climb of 205ft... over the top and down the other side!

I still don't think my molecules have realigned. It's one of those rides where you come off saying it was horrid, but it's also so awesome! I spent most of it with my eyes tightly closed. I opened them once as we were were going up saw the sky and closed them again, and then foolishly opened them as we went over the top... it's not very nice to see the people in front of you just disappear from view. But I'll so be doing it again when I go back for my birthday! Really does take your breath away. I'll admit that I did get off and I was shaking quite badly! lol But it was amazing!

Valentine's Day...

Is the biggest waste of time and money on this planet! Surely when you love someone, you tell them all year round? Not just one wanking day out of the whole year!!! I can't bare it. Everyone's milling around the card shops going gooey over the cards and laughing at the unfunny ones... FUCK OFF! I just want to go in the shop, get a card that doesn't cost £25,000 for a piece of A4 card folded in half, and get out again! As for the presents... WTF is going on with them? I've told my boyfriend not to get me anything expensive. A cuddly bunny will suffice. I don't want jewellery, I don't wanna go out for dinner, I don't want flowers or chocolates... although a new car would be phat... but otherwise, why do we waste our money on the day? Why?
I just wanna get laid and carry on with the day!

What could go wrong...?

What could go wrong when you have 2 girls, an Mitsubishi FTO, a Vauxhall Corsa, a horse and a video camera?
Surprisingly, nothing actually went wrong. But there is a lot of comedy there for the short film we are making... well, not really a film, more like a load of nonsense, but comedy timing is everything.
Might put a "teaser" up of things to come... When I've found the USB cable for the damn camera. *rolls eyes*

RAF Halton - Roads and Tracks

So the next time I take young Morpheous off the yard, I will not give him the benefit of the doubt, and have his gag on the snaffle ring... No, it's going on the middle ring. I have had my arms wrenched out of my sockets after a nice gallop around Moonshine with Gemma and her horse, Bob. Poor Morph, he's a bit of a wuss, so he was very brave to actually leave the safety of the yard and venture into the unknown. Especially where he's never been before.
The aim of today, was to try and build up some more fitness before I tackle the sponsored ride... I think we did all right. Especially with the hill work and "freedom" of the canter. Sadly there are no jumps on the bridle ways, so we couldn't practice jumping in open spaces. But with any luck, all will be good by March. Just going to go with the point and shoot theory!

However, as we endured copious amounts of mud, I now have a brown saddle and a brown horse to match. Great! And on that note, I'm going to go and put said horse to bed!

Problem solved?

It's always nice when you're able to spend £60 before 9.00am on a Tuesday morning.
The car battery was officially knackered... Even though the crazy possessed radio has been disconnected (I have NO music and am singing to myself like a loony) the battery was still flat when I tried to leave the house this morning. Henceforth resulting in me returning to house screaming and swearing loudly. Charged it up again, took it to Bodymaster and I had a new battery within half an hour! SCORE! (£60 later)
Started said car at lunch, and it started without that groaning battery about to stop noise. Woo! Still chugging like a tug boat, but what do you expect for a 1999 Vauxhall Corsa with a 3 cylinder engine?

As I said earlier, there's nothing wrong with the car, it's the stuff under the bonnet that has the problems. (ie, the clutch, the air volume filter, the battery... the engine...)

Fucking car!!!

I tell ya, if it's not one thing it's another with that car! If it's not the clutch, it's the air volume filter, if it's not that, it's being driven into by lorries, if it's not that, it's the sodding battery being flat!!! Unlike normal car stereos, where you take the fascia off or you take the key out of the ignition and it stops, last night, I came home, took the fascia off AND the key out of the ignition it chose to keep playing... which I believe is the problem where the battery doesn't charge! *bangs head on wall*
With the assistance of my loving father, the battery was charged manually, and I made my way into work via a bit of a wiggly line (to build up the charge). Had to get Tammy to throw the horse out, but with any luck, the car should start now. Jesus Christ on toast!

Yeah, I'll take a Honda Civic, thanks!
Honda Civic, sold to the lady banging her head on a wall!