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Well I promised to tell you how we got here - and it was a bit of an adventure I can tell you! But first though, I hope you like the photo of me at about 10 weeks old - you wouldn't recognise me now and why they have to show off embarrassing baby photos is beyond me - but back to the story.
Ireland was pretty relaxed really as I was out most of the time. But towards the end of the summer I started coming in and out of the yard a bit more and meeting people. I think I was good - but not too good if you know what I mean. Anyway, one morning we had a very early wake up call - in fact it was so early it was still dark in the yard, but I was alert as there was so much going on. In fact a huge lorry arrived and new people with it. To my suprise they opened it up and it was full of other horses and I heard someone ask if the weanlings were ready - I had no idea they meant us!! It was a bit of a shock really, as some rather large men loaded me and Louise onto the lorry with all these strangers from other studs - quite unsettling. After a bit of a chat it was clear that we were all going to England whatever that meant. Well I'll tell you what it meant - 12 hours in a lorry, bumping along roads, up ramps onto the ferry (luckily it was a smooth crossing), off ramps the other side and then we had to change lorries at Chepstow - why they couldn't have paid for a direct line I don't know - before we finally arrived at our new home - not before time as there was no buffet service on board our lorry and I know I was hungry and feeling a bit dishevelled after such a long journey.
There was lots of noise as the lorry was opened up - by now we were the only ones left on board - and when the big doors opened it was dark again. Now Louise was quite nervous at this stage and was being quite the little mademoiselle and didn't want to step off the lorry - but some nice people came on board (who I now know as the Gaffer,the Mrs and the Vickster) and having looked them over, I decided that someone better take the lead and it better be me - so I led Louise down the ramp and into our stables. I must say that despite feeling rather tired and emotional I liked the look of the accommodation, and the meal they had laid on wasn't half bad either.
Thank goodness after all the goings on at last we were left alone - Lou and I had a bit of a chat over the divide between our stables and decided that we were ready for bed after what had been quite an exhausting day! Time enough to see our new surroundings in the morning. I must say having adventures are all very well but they are quite tiring for a girl, and its hard to keep looking ones best all the time!
Next time I'll tell you about my first impressions, but for now over to Louise.
Ireland was pretty relaxed really as I was out most of the time. But towards the end of the summer I started coming in and out of the yard a bit more and meeting people. I think I was good - but not too good if you know what I mean. Anyway, one morning we had a very early wake up call - in fact it was so early it was still dark in the yard, but I was alert as there was so much going on. In fact a huge lorry arrived and new people with it. To my suprise they opened it up and it was full of other horses and I heard someone ask if the weanlings were ready - I had no idea they meant us!! It was a bit of a shock really, as some rather large men loaded me and Louise onto the lorry with all these strangers from other studs - quite unsettling. After a bit of a chat it was clear that we were all going to England whatever that meant. Well I'll tell you what it meant - 12 hours in a lorry, bumping along roads, up ramps onto the ferry (luckily it was a smooth crossing), off ramps the other side and then we had to change lorries at Chepstow - why they couldn't have paid for a direct line I don't know - before we finally arrived at our new home - not before time as there was no buffet service on board our lorry and I know I was hungry and feeling a bit dishevelled after such a long journey.
There was lots of noise as the lorry was opened up - by now we were the only ones left on board - and when the big doors opened it was dark again. Now Louise was quite nervous at this stage and was being quite the little mademoiselle and didn't want to step off the lorry - but some nice people came on board (who I now know as the Gaffer,the Mrs and the Vickster) and having looked them over, I decided that someone better take the lead and it better be me - so I led Louise down the ramp and into our stables. I must say that despite feeling rather tired and emotional I liked the look of the accommodation, and the meal they had laid on wasn't half bad either.
Thank goodness after all the goings on at last we were left alone - Lou and I had a bit of a chat over the divide between our stables and decided that we were ready for bed after what had been quite an exhausting day! Time enough to see our new surroundings in the morning. I must say having adventures are all very well but they are quite tiring for a girl, and its hard to keep looking ones best all the time!
Next time I'll tell you about my first impressions, but for now over to Louise.
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