where have all the staff gone?!
Paige scoffed to the air as she made her way down from the house. Noone was picking up their phones. A lorry had just pulled up; Riddermarks signature designs along the side. They've upgraded to a new model i see. Wonder if we can get hold of their old one..
It was late and she assumed everyone had finished and gone home. But the barn lights were still on and she could hear 4 hooves across the stone floor. It was angellica, busy preparing Joey for a ride. "You're a bit late out?" Paige quizzed, standing by the doors. "I just didn't want to leave him. If he doesn't get ridden today i won't have time to tomorrow and i don't want to leave the grooms to have to sort him out. He turns into an absolute pig. He'll have 'em on the floor." As Angellica bought Joey from the ties, a "Helloooo?" echoed into the barn. The horses suddenly erupted into song; a newbie! a newbie! Rebecca appeared, with a large copper bay figure scooting up behind her. "deliveryyyyy!"
"Becs! how are you? was the trip ok? i wasn't expecting you at all today."
The two women hugged, having been long time friends. Paige & Rebecca rode together as junior internationals. frenemies if you will. They had a longstanding partnership, Some of Broudein's best horses were produced by them.
"we're ok, my phone died. Can i use the toilet? im gagging!"
They put the new mare away in a stall, who tried to climb to walls to see her neighbors. The barn was echoing with grunts, squeals, pawing and bounding. Rebecca instructed her helper to get the second horse off the lorry. The bay mare was an exiting new prospect but the second horse was a bittersweet meeting.
The two ladies headed to the tack room to sit and sort out paperwork.. but when the doors closed, it just turned to gossip.
"this is unreal. I never thought i would see the day you and keith saw eye to eye. How are the kids? i'm guessing they're here too?" Rebecca was hungry to know what was going on. She had been Paige's best consolidator throughout the divorce. Business still had to go on however, and she traded happily with both of them, but had never seen them in the same place at the same time since.
"Its amicable, he needed help. And the kids miss him a lot. Were getting on better now, and we have a couple of horses together, which suits me. I havn't been able to do much since we closed Broudein. It's nice here, it doesn't surprise me what he's built. The plans for our farm were amazing, and i definitely won't question where the money came from"
The two continued their chat, eventually finding their way to discussing the horses. Meanwhile, Angellica arrived back from her ride out.
She had exercised Joey lightly in the indoor arena, and then took a walk around the floodlit parts of the farm. Joey was a wonderfully solid horse, Irish bred, and arrived a few weeks ago from Redmayne Park. He was an unexpected exchange; Georgia had sold her Chestnut mare Rev to Petra wyngaard, and Joey needed a new home. He was fantastic across open country, but his eventing career wasn't taking off due to his lack of interest in all this dressage. He only saw the saddle and would start fretting in the ties. They told us of how he once actually turned himself over onto the floor, just to delay the ride. So it's safe to say, He is going to try his hand at showjumping, and some hunting in the winter with his new friend, Dumbo.
Dumbo being the greedy weirdo he is, Had chewed up poor Joeys tail while out in the field.
He hadn't sweated up, and was standing rather contently in the ties, eyes locked on the tack room door.. any minute now.. any minute now... polos... yes.. His eyes swelled with anticipation, his tongue flying about the place, drool lashing around like a big lap dog.
If only life was as simple and exiting as a polo
(and yes, that is his tongue in the picture, not a pink nose