I’D always dreamt that one day I’d be able to see my horses (note plural, I currently just have one pony) from my kitchen window while I did the washing up. On this trip, while sitting watching my pony Utah from a hot tub on a summer’s evening, with a glass of prosecco in hand, I realised that I clearly hadn’t been dreaming big enough.
When Utah turned 15 last year, I decided we needed a bucket list if we were ever going to do more than hack. We weren’t unhappy with hacking, but I always did fancy doing more – as long as it didn’t involve too much time in the school.
Said bucket list had only three things
