


Short back and sides for the geriatric!
Forty Players.
Over a Hundred Ponies.
One wee fat Criollo!!!
After lunch, expertly BBQ'd by Bertie the club pro, there was the English Hunts vs Scottish Hunts match. Won for the third year running by Scotland.
The day was rounded up by dog racing (final race won by super beagle Lancer) and the trophy presentation.
Then back home and Amber thought she'd show off her moves.... "when I grow up I want to be a polo pony!"