Just a little. Bit.

TW has lost her mojo she says. I'm not really sure what that means. Braky says it means shes lazy. That's a bit rude.

The weather was rubbish today and we didnt know what to expect. TW arrived and me and frank pootled through the village after her. I got scared by a lady waving a pillow from her bedroom window. Odd.

In the stables I settled down for some hay and a rest while TW and frank popped out with ZM and Zoe. They got wet. When they got back TW fiddled with my bridle and I got to try another new bit. It's a neue scheule wilkie or Beval bit. It was fine. We were just meant to potter in the school but TW said it was boring which was true so we went through the village and down as far as the bench. Had some trots and two little canters.

TW said I seemed a little bit slower than usual but that was most probably due t the fog and drizzle. She also said it was harder to get me to go back to walk from trot. Not sure why that was , maybe she's just imagining things?

Back in my bed I had loads more hay and grub then it was rug back on and down to the field. It was proper scary in the village, the road looked really odd. There was white foamy stuff everywhere. TW said some stupid person had washed their car. In the rain. So me, TW and frank went and stood in the foam and me and frank snorted and huffed and puffed.

It's muddy and slippy in the field. Rubbish.