Yep we got there. I had very very little sleep. I recruited a friend to lend a hand with the pre show prep.
My mechanic (lovely man that he is) fixed the indicators and I got the lorry back friday afternoon. However this ate into my washing Reeco time (V important as he decided he rather liked being a POObald) and delayed everything by several hours as I had to pick up the lorry and had to reload everything into lorry as it had been taken out incase the lorry was unfixable (a friend had offered us a lift but I prefer my own lorry).
Result was that I didnt actualy get to bed untill well after 11pm.
Up at 4am, Reeco pratted aroun when I was plaiting resulting in my OCD flaring up and instead of 20 mins to plait him it took me nearly an hour to get them perfect. Loaded him onto the lorry in record time (running 45 mins behind schedule at this point) and as soon as I hit the motorway I did some low flying (I didnt know my lorry went that fast).
Got to the show 45 mins before my class to find that they were packing them in like sardines, unloaded Reeco, cleared the poo out, opened up the partitions, Re loaded Reeco and got him ready. My friend then held him and all the junk that we needed to take to the ring side whilst I changed.
Got a 4th in the Coloured non native, judge said he needs to mature a bit.
7th in NCPA reg, again told to give him some more time,
6th in WPBr (4yr old and over mares and geldings), Judge was realy nice, said to give him a couple of years to fill out as he was lovely but compaired to the 10yr olds in the class he just needed some time to come into himself (he was a late foal anyway) and a lot more topline.
Actualy before we went in the WPB class I got muddled up and ended up in the 3 and 4yr old colt class by mistake. Got pulled in very high (3rd) before it was noticed that we were in the wrong class. Judge commented that if he was a 3yrold colt he probably would have had 2nd but unfortunatly he is a 4yrold gelding. Anyone know how to regrow his dangly bits! Lol!
Reeco stood like an angel all day, didnt put a foot out of line even when one horse in the coloured class was doing airal gymnastics and attempting to turn itself inside out right next to him.
He acted far older then his years, kept his head at an extremely Buzzy show, loaded on and off the lorry hundreds of times, gave me plenty of kisses and cuddles and on the way there and the way back he travelled like a dream, didnt hear a thing from him.