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Dear diary, I have now officially given up counting whatever day it is of the humans strangles epidemic, as the last time I saw numbers that big, they were on the blubbership’s bank statement – with a minus sign in front of them… I also frankly don’t have time to count as I’m too busy

Dear diary, On this day, day umpteen-billion-and-something-but-I’ve lost-count-and-the-will-to-live of the human strangles epidemic, I write to you from a new abode! As I told you last week, last Saturday saw operation Hovis House Move be enacted by a stressed-looking mother and her mini-minion, who whizzed about carrying things like a small ant on blue smarties.

Dear diary, Since the humans strangles epidemic has now been around for a period longer than the dinosaurs roamed the earth for, I cannot even tell you what day we are now on, but fair to say it’s a number bigger than the one Jimmy Carr owed the tax man… To be fair, however, I

H&H’s Pippa Roome at the European Eventing Championships in Avenches, Switzerland. So far, the European Eventing Championships 2021 is proving dreamy. Let me explain. Firstly, the setting. Team H&H are staying in Murten, a beautiful little town on a lake, full of attractive buildings and lovely restaurants. My hotel – booked months ago, relatively cheaply – has exceeded any expectations, with a view of the lake,

Dear Diary, I have got to the point with the humans strangles epidemic that even I, the great equine intellect that I am, can’t count the days any longer, but it’s fair to say it’s hung around longer than mother’s “baby weight” (funny I didn’t know you called cake “baby” – who knew?). To be

Dear Diary As the human strangles epidemic continues to out stay its welcome more than the in-laws at Christmas, I have been dealing with more pressing matters. After over 30 years service to equines in her care, the boss lady has decided that having looked after me she has reached the pinnacle of her career

Dear Diary It’s day 679 billion of the human strangles epidemic, but frankly who cares? There is much more exciting news to discuss! So last week I talked about the amazing opportunity that British Showjumping, British Eventing and British Prancing were missing out on in not hiring me as a performance coach. I referenced the

“Love has to prevail” – Sir Lee Pearson’s words have been at the forefront of my mind since his moving comments on acceptance and hope for a better world, following the first of his three gold dressage medals at the Tokyo Paralympics. The Games is a wonderful contradiction of being totally and completely about sport,

Dear diary, My apologies for my absence – I can only imagine the untold pain and suffering it caused, but mother is an uncaring broomstick sitter and thus bobbed off on holiday without finding replacement cover for my scribe. I know many of you labour under the impression that she is in some way the

Dear diary, The human strangles epidemic rages on around the globe, but in this country we lead the way in terms of the amount of little pricks we have and so our humans are still roaming freely like shaggy well-conditioned Welsh hill ponies – fat, feral and frankly frightening. Or mother is anyway… Meanwhile, I