Today My children and I went for a short ride of a mile or so, uphill in rough terrain, upto Holmesfield and then back calling at the pub. To meet Julie Andrews, for a drink and some lunch. The track we were on, got steep in one bit, and I cacked myself, as I just had visions of New Yearts Day. Luckily I was able to do a 6 point turn, and head back. (Ey I must av learnt something that fateful day!!) We passed Ralph the Pony, and I promised him I'd be back.
I loved leaving the pub sober for a change!!! and I was able to ride Jezz home. It's 10pm and Julie 's gone home, worst for wear. It was good fun though.