Inca and Colibri had a quick pose in their festive attire yesterday (note, friendly foals, substandard reindeer and a really slow flash does not equal quality photos). With that humiliation done and dusted they were keen to head off with Seth this morning and start their more grown up life as polo ponies with Joshua in Cambridge.
So, that's twenty nine horses sold since Mark was taken ill last year and I have none left to sell. Over the last fortnight the chickens, guinea fowl and thingy fowl have gone, the round pens are away, the wooden polo horse was exported to Ireland and the stables are dismantled. The yard is eerily quiet.