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Dear diary, So, this New Year continues a foot with the mothership still mainly out of action, although she did limp around a hack at the weekend with Barbie Boy and mini-mother, with the speed and enthusiasm of week two New Year dieters tucking into their kale smoothies. I wasn’t allowed on said hack as

Joanna Thurman-Baker with Sirocco after his PSG debut in November 2021Hello everyone and Happy New Year! Firstly, sorry for the absence of my blogs recently. My 2022 resolution is to write more, and I will endeavour to provide more content this year. I had convinced myself that no one wanted to read my ramblings and I subsequently lost my flair for written words. But in

Dear diary, Happy New Year to you all! I know many of you will have made New Year’s revolutions alongside your humans undoubtedly making a few for you (usually involving them having imbibed too much eggnog and thinking they can go from lesser to Hester in the next six months in my experience), but I’ve

Dear Diary Today is the last day of 2021 and one has to be honest there are parts of the year that have sucked harder than a turbo-charged Dyson – the human strangles epidemic staying around longer than certain relatives at Christmas, having to part from my love of the past 10+ years after the

Dear Diary This one will be a short one as events are conspiring against me to spread my Christmas cheer. My issues are less to do with omni-crumble and the human vets dithering over whether they should be on restricted grazing, full on box rest or indeed just be humanely put to sleep for crimes

Dear diary, It appears the human strangles epidemic is back with a vengeance, but now with some added flavouring called omni-crumble, which sounds very very concerning. Frankly, most of the humans came out of the last enforced box rest hopeless out of work and with a body conditioning score that would have had even showing

Dear Diary It’s here again, that most “wonderful” time of the year, this year made even more “magical” by the new mandate from the bushy haired blonde herd leader for all humans to stay tethered on a short hobble to their biscuit barrels (or “home” as he euphemistically called it) as of Monday. May whatever

Dear diary, It’s beginning to look a lot like I might need to be in someone’s stocking for Kissmuss and sadly I don’t mean my one of my latest harems’. It’s fair to say that the mothership is not best pleased with me… Now in my defence, your honour, they are digging a new school

Left to right: Karen Thompson, Hovis and Alan Davies at “Your Horse is Alive”Dear Diary So last week I took you up to the evening of the Saturday of Your Horse Is Alive where I made a triumphant return to the place I was born to be – in the main arena, in front of hundreds of adoring fans – unfortunately with the mothership both in attendance and

Dear diary, I’m bbaaaacccckkkk! Despite hobnobbing with the other lesser celebrities over the weekend I have decided, like mother’s love handles, to return from whence I came, but boy do I have lots to tell you. So much so in fact that it’s going to take several diary entries to tell you all of it