“My two lovely girls”
February 22 is never a good day for me – it’s the anniversary of my mum’s death, and I ignore it at my peril. Better to acknowledge it than have things go wrong all day as the subconscious wreaks havoc.…
Promotion – excellent pay, good prospects and a company horse
Guest blog: Author Ann Vinden is currently writing a biography set in Chile during the nitrate extraction period. She writes here about horses, class and family. No-one would have suggested learning to ride a horse as a means of independence...
“When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it…”
I have my criticisms of my mother, and in many ways she was an abomination, but she did make sure I learnt to swim, and – more unusually – to ride. My sister and I were horse fanatics. Our riding …
