Achinghips
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This is obviously a troll post. Why are so many of you providing the emotional response it's designed to elicit? 
The OP is quite right and I apologise for my antics in the supermarket.
I frequently go in and when I find food (usually fruit and veg) that isnt packaged, I rub it all over my skanky horsy jacket and jeans.
I quite often find I get carried away and if noone is looking, I take my (even skankier) boots of and mix them up with the apples and carrots. I just love the way the horse poo mixes with the granny smiths...
If i`m lucky enough to have bits of haylage hanging off me I stuff it in between the lettuces. Yes, I know, its bad, I just cant help myself and what a nice surprise for the buyer!
I have even been known to get totally carried away and pick horse hair off my jumper (springtime only) and put it with the asparagus (you can tie it onto it with the handy elastic bands wrapped round the asparagus)
So, on behalf of all us mingers. I`m sorry.
Now, I'm all for a bit of horse smell, that, together with Jeyes fluid, and petrol is one of my little foibles... but... farriers should be banned from petrol stations. Mine was queueing behind me yesterday to pay for his fuel, and my GOD I could smell him before I even turned round and realised it was him. Burning horn is NOT a good smell when you're not expecting it - however, I don't mind at all when Im standing holding my chap to be shod! Weird innit!
Sorry, its me. I am stalking Darius. I save all my horse's poo and at dead of night I strew it on the roads outside his house. I also follow him to the supermarket with all my pooey gear on and a big sign on my hat that says "Look at me I've got a horse". I wear the same hat when i am riding 4 abreast on the roads round where Darius lives. I'm so glad he has finally noticed me and has even posted on a national forum about our relationship.
What do I see in him you might ask. Its his sense of humour (so wicked!) and his easygoing nature.
I love you Darius!!!
Tomorrow I will share my muckheap with you! xxxxxxxxxxx
Oh dear, I get the sincere impression someone is having a bad day and isn't particularly fond of our equine friends!
Horse excrement, unlike dogs, cats and other carnivores, is obviously made up of entirely vegetable and plant matter so it will decompose and be gone within days, thus not leaving the same dirty, putrid smell. Those of us horse owners and people who work with horses have all probably had such busy and stressful days, worrying about the many trials and tribulations of having horses that, funnily enough, to the rest of the world, we are not too fussed of what people may think of us as we walk around the supermarket.
Additionally, most normal human beings do not tend to have much to do with the floor aside from walking on it so whatever may be on our boots, shouldn't be too much of a problem unless we choose to take them off and sprinkle straw, wood shavings and dung over the deli counter. Until the day when horse owners rebel against supermarkets and the health regulations that they impose, and decide to do this, I fail to see how doing food shopping wear jodhpurs and yard boots is such a health hazard.
Have a nice day.
Sorry, its me. I am stalking Darius. I save all my horse's poo and at dead of night I strew it on the roads outside his house. I also follow him to the supermarket with all my pooey gear on and a big sign on my hat that says "Look at me I've got a horse". I wear the same hat when i am riding 4 abreast on the roads round where Darius lives. I'm so glad he has finally noticed me and has even posted on a national forum about our relationship.
What do I see in him you might ask. Its his sense of humour (so wicked!) and his easygoing nature.
I love you Darius!!!
Tomorrow I will share my muckheap with you! xxxxxxxxxxx
I went on a recce visit during lunchtime and can now report back as follows:
Old people or other economically inactive people to be banned from supermarkets and post offices between 12-2pm and after 5pm.
Sportswear to be banned in public unless you have actually been playing sport or intend to play it in the next few hours or so .
People who cannot walk at a decent speed to be consigned to a special 'slow lane' on the pavement.
Anyone using the 'C' or 'F' word as their only adjective to be immediately consigned to the stocks for an afternoon.
This should go some way to alleviating pressure on those who have errands to run during their lunch hour and will have the added benefit of meaning many horsey folk can do their shopping then and not have to go after the yard! Result
I think all horsey people should be barred from supermarkets. I have witnessed yet again a horsey person striding around the store in riding boots, unclean riding boots if you get my drift, with that stuff that does your roses good.
Well it doesnt do the cleanliness of the food end any good.