Horsepower

I always remember what Abby, an old friend of mine, told me about horses, based on her experiences of her family owning working horses all her life. In a nutshell, it was that, contrary to the romanticised version that Brits tend to peddle, horses are stupid.

Now, instead of Black Beauties or Shadowfaxes, I see Boxers (as in the shire horse in Orwell's Animal Farm). No harm in that, I suppose. He was ace. But then he did get turned into glue.

I spotted these guys coming down Blackfriars Road just by Southwark tube station at about 9.45 this morning, and instantly I knew this was my Blip opp of the day. I then had to make sure I got all angles covered as they waited at the same lights. Anyone else lay in front of two horses and a bus for their Blip? I claim my reward.

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