Fruit cake and horses

Fruit cake and horses, I don't think it gets much better, two of my favourite things. 

We went out for a walk this morning (this was after my 6.30am run this morning, had to give that a mention).  We normally do the same old route from the house, today we drove a mile down the road to the local village to explore a new loop.  So we got there, push chair out, loaded up, baby in his carrier on me, only to find the push chair had a puncture, so frustrating.  

Not giving up, we had a stroll around the village - slow time with the toddler walking most of the way.  On our way, we passed a very smart looking lady on a fine looking horse, we paused to say hello and deduced the local hunt must be meeting near by.  Long story short, we stumbled upon the hunt meet, so of course had to admire the horses and hounds - and were given some lovely fruit cake that was being handed out to the riders.  As fruit cake goes, it was up the fruit cake I was brought up on, scrummy.