Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

A Continuation Of The Previous Post

OK, I'd forgotten the fence that lies between us and the two bungalows on Maidstone Road. In places it's backed with blackberry bushes but in other places it isn't and those other places need reinforcing. If the horses broke through into the bungalow gardens it'd be a short trot to the front gates and so out into the traffic. Anyway, Bean and Julia are seeing to it now.

The fields are very sludgy from rain and horses. Bean, however, used to have to cross muddy fields to school and has the knack of it- which is to walk flat-footed like a duck- and that way the spray fans out and doesn't go up your trouser leg.

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