Giddy up

For her birthday my sister was given a surprise return ticket to visit our brother, his family and me in England. So a couple of days after Christmas she arrived and we set about doing all the proper England things (pub lunches, seaside fish and chips, old houses, castles etc) in a fairly short time. She wasn't allowed any jetlag time - she arrived at my brothers at 8am, by 10am we were walking on the nearby heath, and after a very brief lunchtime nap we'd dragged her off for a walk along the beach in the wind and rain. Needless to say she was very early to bed that night, and apparently slept almost entirely through to a normal time.

Here's Niece S commanding her noble steed across the heath. And the bare feet aren't a sign of child cruelty - I was completing a balancing act with a camera, wellies and socks after the footwear was discarded from horseback.