by Rea
(Dorset)
I have been horse mad nearly all my life, I suppose. I lived in a bungalow with my mum on a site where around 15 horses were, too. I started to ride, and I did well, but then we had to move away. However, my love and passion for horses did not wear away, even though I could no longer ride. Then my life slotted back into place: My mum and stepdad told me I could ride again, at a nearish stables + riding school. I'm not the best rider, even now, but I sure am happy!!!