Rain and Cricket?

C'est vrai - it has done nothing but bucket down for weeks - now I'm just as hardy as Thelma, but I must admit that I really don't like getting my beautifully manicured hooves too wet or muddy, and because there is a rather a muddy patch by the gate where we go in and out of the field its causing me a small problem. Whats a girl to do - me - I just have a little jump over the mud - the perfect solution, although The Vickster sometimes finds that I can jump further than her - well of course I can! By the way thats me with her on my way out - its a miracle its actually not raining!

This week there was lots of activity on the big field that we walk past on the way to our pasture. Some men unloaded these rather wierd looking contraptions made from something silver and shiny and put them together and left them out in the field - I think I heard someone say something about pitch covers? Now The Gaffer, The Mrs and The Mysterious Broom Man keep talking about the Cricket Pitch and some game called Cricket, and I think these things might be connected. Cricket ? - I certainly never heard this mentioned in Ireland and I'm sure its not something the French do - I think from what they have been saying that its some sort of game - do they expect us to play? Anyway, I have to say that Thelma and I were not at all happy with these 'covers' to start with, and took some persuading to walk past - we did eventually but then, we had just become used to them ,when they MOVED - zut alors! Its most disconcerting - how do they move? Do they move on their own? Thelma and I will have to discuss this and decide how we're going to handle this. We'll let you know what we decide............