As part of the attempt to fulfil Jiajia's, "I want to be a princess" wedding wishes, my brother Dave arranged for us to go horse-riding in the Brecon Beacons today. No sign of any dragons to slay, though we were technically in Wales. I had a bit of a dodgy start. Whilst everyone else's head took 1-3 attempts to find a hat that fitted, mine took 22! Is my head really that oddly shaped?
But then it was Jiajia's turn to have difficulties, as her horse insisted on taking a different route to the rest of us, and grabbing whole branches of trees to munch as he went. Our instructor was very patient though, whilst Dave and Esme - old hands at this horse-riding lark - trotted around at will. The scenery was fantastic and the two hours flew by. Having said that, we were all walking funny for the rest of the day, so perhaps it was best that we stopped when we did! Great fun!
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