Super_Kat
Well-Known Member
Work placement is killing me!
I arrived last Saturday afternoon after such a long journey and I was exceptionally worried about the size of the horses' stables, I'm worried they're oging to suffer form claustrophobia. The stables are a pathetic 20'x40'........How the hell are they supposed to turn around in those!
The first night after the stable trauma I was dragged kicking and screaming into a car and taken to the local pub for what was meant to be one drink but Cazza and I ended up going home at about 1am ..........I was rather drunk
his was apparantly the initiation process for a drinking club called the red devils drinking club of which I am now a member.
The next day, I woke up still drunk, and got taken to Addington (Cazza drove my box) and I had to put up with having my own personal groom for the day, it was horrible. The reason I was eliminated twice was because Cazza wore shorts and Lymp and I were blinded by her white legs!
The hacking around here is awful! Take a look at these pictures I took out riding so you can see how bad it all is for your selves
I have to ride here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And a log we jump...
Sex pot...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
I'm going to be going through shoes like they're going out of fashion seeing as I have 25,000 acres of fields to ride in and no concrete
My uniform consists of safety head wear......
Missy has to wear the safey head wear as well (note the small stables!)......
We also have a really nasty guard dog (Subi), look at te aggressive look on her face.
I've locked cazza in the tack room down at the yard so I can have a break from her slave driving ways
During this week the worst task I have to do is work out what shows I want to go to over the summer and I have to exercise some really horrible midget horses who are so well trained and responsive and well behaved it's just wrong and I have an indoor school that I have all to myself and I have to handle a really dinky vicious stalion!......Somebody save me!
I arrived last Saturday afternoon after such a long journey and I was exceptionally worried about the size of the horses' stables, I'm worried they're oging to suffer form claustrophobia. The stables are a pathetic 20'x40'........How the hell are they supposed to turn around in those!
The first night after the stable trauma I was dragged kicking and screaming into a car and taken to the local pub for what was meant to be one drink but Cazza and I ended up going home at about 1am ..........I was rather drunk
The next day, I woke up still drunk, and got taken to Addington (Cazza drove my box) and I had to put up with having my own personal groom for the day, it was horrible. The reason I was eliminated twice was because Cazza wore shorts and Lymp and I were blinded by her white legs!
The hacking around here is awful! Take a look at these pictures I took out riding so you can see how bad it all is for your selves
I have to ride here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And a log we jump...
Sex pot...
And here...
And here...
And here...
And here...
I'm going to be going through shoes like they're going out of fashion seeing as I have 25,000 acres of fields to ride in and no concrete
My uniform consists of safety head wear......
Missy has to wear the safey head wear as well (note the small stables!)......
We also have a really nasty guard dog (Subi), look at te aggressive look on her face.
I've locked cazza in the tack room down at the yard so I can have a break from her slave driving ways
During this week the worst task I have to do is work out what shows I want to go to over the summer and I have to exercise some really horrible midget horses who are so well trained and responsive and well behaved it's just wrong and I have an indoor school that I have all to myself and I have to handle a really dinky vicious stalion!......Somebody save me!