It seemed wrong that my chief heroine is a mighty horsewoman and I had never so much as touched a horse. I decided to meet one and arranged an appointment with Bramble the Welsh cob in Somerset.
She was almost exclusively interested in eating grass, but graciously allowed me close. Unfortunately I wasn’t told she doesn’t like her neck patted but she didn’t punish me, just ambled off. Here we are, two tubby females in a field.
Bramble the Welsh Cob, and Shan. May 3 2014.