Thats it, going to have to give up horses

Many years ago horses were at home (still are ) I looked out of the window to see my mare hobbling, raced outside wearing a bra top and shorts, boots no socks. Caught up with mare, yelling at house for someone to help me. Bent down to pick up foreleg, and heard and felt a huge RIIIPPP.

I had never junped up and spun round so fast in my life. Of course, I was close to the fence with my big ole bum poiinted at the road!! Wearing a G string. :eek: I let out a huge sigh of releif on realizing there was NO traffic passing. Whew.

The guy that lived oppposite (whole street was !0 acre lots) had his kids ponies on one half and had built a Dojo (sp) a kung fu school, I think, on the other. To my absolute horror it dawned on me. there were cars in the car park and about 20 people in three groups standing round, trying to pretend they hadn't seen anything. the laughter and backslaps said otherwise.:o:o:o

I started shaking, tears sprang to my eyes and I felt sick. I still get a hot flush and a sinking feeling when I think of it.

BTW Grace was fine, had a bit of twig lodged in the edge of frog.
 
Both my fave jods have almost crotchless crotches too - I have to co ordinate knickers if I wear them!

I have numerous pairs of black jodhs all with either a split in the crotch or a kind of lacy effect! do I patch them, do I hell I just make sure I wear black underwear....so glad it is not just me:-))

Kristmas Kat - I had the big ugly skull cap, when I grew out of it there was an attempt to make me get the velvet version but thankfully I was spending my birthday money so had a say on it!

Mil1212 - Perfect:-) want to join the support Group?

Fuzzy Furry -
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Earlier this year I was leading out a pony for the farrier when the sole of one of my boots almost completely came away from the shoe. I had to walk like a clown with one foot to take her out and put her back. I tried to mend it with 'black gunk' (the stuff used to fix trim to cars). It did work, but in breaking, the sole had somehow cracked the upper, so they weren't waterproof. I had to buy new yard boots. Oh dear. What a shame. ;)

When I was a teen, I had no money whatsoever, but my friend had ponies and I would go round to her farm whenever I could! I had some mustard coloured leggings (couldn't afford a pair of jods!). It was years later that my friend confessed how awful they looked, that they were see through and apparently I reduced her Mum to a laughing fit. Cowbag, lol!
 
Too many to mention but very recently....
I made the mistake of popping out the car the other morning to get some hay and bags of feed out of the boot...OH did point out that I was in my PJs (ie his old t-shirt and an elderly pair of star-spangled fleece leggings that are more suited to a cute 5-yr old, not my nearly-40yr old self). He also kindly pointed out that every time I 'just pop out' to horses in my PJs, something goes wrong...this time, the neighbour's kids were waiting at the end of the lane for the school bus...the boy is basically a farmer-in-waiting and so was enthusiastically quizzing me on the merits of the hay and what feed i was using...the girl is now a teenager who is past all such unfashionable pursuits and was immaculately-attired merely looked askance at me...just then, the school bus pulled up, full of similarly immaculately attired youths, including my teenage field-sharer, who already thinks I am deeply uncool. I don't suppose the fact that I was in the street, visibly bra-less, with bed-hair (actually sticking up in a fruzzle at the back) and my morning-time ancient John Lennon style glasses will have done anything to convince her otherwise!!!
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Well there was the shorts, vest top and jodhpur boots look in the summer (usually with bits of the muck heap stuck to my arms and legs with suncream...) when we got banned from wearing trainers after someone broke their foot by getting trod on ( a variation of this was rolled up jods, which was prob even worse than the shorts!) Think I caught the bus looking like this on at least one occasion! Then there was the ancient trackies, jumper that I'd had since I was 10 (must have been blooming massive on me then is all I can say!) and boots with numerous holes in them that I wore when I spent some time creosoting stables and fencing (stunk to high heaven as well obviously), of course I was wearing a facemask and gloves and usually had spots of creosote on my face to complete the look! To my credit I think I did start just getting changed at the yard to do that so wasn't out i public much... Also done the usual being dragged round Sainsburies by mother directly after riding, whilst wearing wellies, not good!
 
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