It's not all champagne and glamour

Off to shoot polo this afternoon and the weather was not at all interested in being co-operative; in fact it pissed it down for more than two hours.

So instead of the thunder of hooves, the clink of champagne glasses and cries of “good chukka sir!” (nobody actually says that anyway), all we got was the clink of champagne glasses and some rather fine sandwiches. Oh, and a hot dog.

The normally suave and dashing Argentinian gauchos were looking a little soggy as they were sent out to retrieve equipment…

….while the rest of tried to stay dry and empty as many bottles of the bubbly stuff as possible.

The local wildlife looked equally damp, and were falsely optimistic that someone had rush delivered a new pond for them to play in.

Hopefully there will be no sign of the new pond next time I visit.

Comments 🔗

2012-11-11 | Grant says

So, not a horse to be seen then?

2012-11-12 | Wally says

They could hve compromised and played water polo instead.

2012-11-12 | John Rochford says

Looks like a fine english summer afternoon !

2012-11-12 | Galumay says

Thats the best set of horsey photos yet!

2012-11-13 | Pete says

Just what I was thinking, Champagne and polo without the polo. It’s a win-win situation!

2012-11-13 | Grant says

Damned right Pete, it’s perfect! No wonder he hasn’t posted for a couple of days, he’s probably still trying to work out if a fullfrontallabotomy ish wersh than a fullbottleinfrontofme, hic!… I thought the mysterious Spanky looked pretty good disguised as a wet white woo-poo…