My village was very busy last night with the local traffic causing havoc outside my home. If it isn't tractors it's horses blocking the road, with this pair stopping to have their picture taken. The lady did say "Hello Heather", so she must know me.
Looks like one of the passengers has fallen off or something, although the rider didn't seem very concerned, I did check down the road but there wasn't anyone needing picking up. After a short chat the lady continued her journey and the village could get back to normal service.
I certainly wasn't going to stroke the horse closest to me as I was worried I might end up feeling a little horse. They didn't even leave me any manure for the roses.
