We woke up to another glorious day,and the sounds of the girls getting monty ready to take to the river, they've been looking at my old shots of Appleby horse fair and fancy swimming a horse down the river [ it's only 2ft deep so not much chance of that], i popped out before they left and poor monty they've given him a hair cut, it rivals cowgirls drunken snipping, they'd taken 2ft of his tail and his fringe is ridiculouse he looks like a pantomime horse! I was very cross and ranted and raved..........sorry mum! sorry jo! sorry mrs rowley![the last one as only just met me and is still in awe] they'll all said looking very contrite........and off they scuttled....
I continued up bodran to the spring to see if anything was happening and faffed about with the pipes,,,,,,,,When "I Felt a call" a jolt in my belly! ! i stood up and listened not a sound?? i started to walk down slowly holding my hair back so i could hear! was that a sheep? yes i carried on down anyway and the house was in view.....There it was again!!! i couldn't make out words just recognised noises, and i started to run ....."it felt like i was running through treacle" "in slow motion like a nightmare" Thought's are flashing through my head ! they've been hit by a car! !!who's hurt the horse or the children !!! or both!! one's fell off! !!ones been kicked! I could hear the screaming clearly now MUM ! !! MUM!!!MMMMMMummmmm into the house for car keys what will i need mind racing!!! mobile!!! towels!!! apples!!!?? at least 3 mins must have passed now it feels like 15 leapt in the car shot down the drive to be met by a volvo at the end!! [my heart is in my mouth] a guy gets out, opens the door and lets a tearful nelly out ! ""The horse stood on her foot""he said.......
Well i got her home it is bruised and she'll lose a nail nothing a cuppa and a bowl of water couldn't fix, Well monty got his own back for the hairdo the old bugga!!! I wonder if he knew????
What is amazing is theres no way i could of heard her from where i was! ! !there was about two miles and hills between us and blumin sheep bleating!! a strange twilight moment......................And having relived this i need a stiff drink.....thank god it was only a foot..x
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As you say, Thank goodness it was only the foot. What a scare though.
ReplyDeleteThat must have hurt and probably still does. No surprise that you 'heard' the call. I believe that there's another sense that develops when you become a mother.
ReplyDeleteVery spooky, indeed!
ReplyDeleteAgain, you take me far, far away from my day to day. I cannot thank you enough. xo
Oh yes Mother's sixth sense . . . . spooky! Ouch poor toe though. Nasty scare for you! There is nothing strikes fear more than a child yelling for its mother.
ReplyDeleteAh you see a mother always knows... either that or you are going potty!
ReplyDeleteAha- have just read your comment on my blog-another soul who spends hours in Church Stretton antiques centre- my favourite Sunday afternoon pastime - you must let me know when you are going again! Country Craft Angel is in the vicinity as well!
ReplyDeleteWow, glad it was only her foot, but I bet it hurt ... definitely a spooky sixth sense - I know exactly what you mean about that jolt in your belly.
ReplyDeleteVery strange and very fortunate. No 3 has just lost the nail on his big toe. It took a week to eventually drop off but I can't even remeber him hurting his toe?? Don't know what happened to my mothers intuition??
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you made it on in the end and that window WOW!
What a fright - nails grow back thank the lord.
ReplyDeleteInstinct - a funny funny thing.
Brilliant blog, have been there with the anxiety when one of the yells. My daughter has spent her childhood giving the ponies funny hairdos. Meg looks like Monty, well, she's a Clydesdale,I don't know masses about horses, but my daughter is teaching me!
ReplyDeleteHave just been catching up on your other blogs, your life sounds very similar to mine,my eldest turns 13 in a coupler of weeks, know exactly what you mean about the passing of time, feel like I have blinked and somehow missed the change as the young girl has gone and a teenager has replaced her, a lovely teenager at that, but do wish I could bottle each stage and dip into the bottle every so often to recapture all the lovely ages and stages.
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