I nipped out for a sunny walk to the shops yesterday afternoon and passed the playing field. Some young lads were having a kick-about and parked up off the pitch was a tethered 14hh cobby pony. Whether it was with the lads is anyone's guess, but there are several "driving" families within a hop and jump of the field and going by the piles it wasn't its first day visit there. I've seen them driving on the playing field before too, and I doubt if that or grazing is permitted, but there you go. I took a closer look at the pony on the way back and it came over to investigate my colourful shopping bag. It was fully clipped so presumably in work, but it was so THIN. You could have played a tune on its ribs and its haunches had no fat over them at all - hips all sticking out and spine very prominant. In fact it was every bit as thin as my old girl was the day she was PTS at rising 30. Poor little sausage. I see them hammering past the end of my road most days, causing traffic problems and no lights or fluorescents on of course. One got loose last year and trashed a couple of cars with the cart. Ponies living in back gardens of council houses and being raced on the A6 at night, its a disgrace. But no-one does a damn thing about it.