Had a weekend of competition with a fun day on the Saturday and a gymkhana on the Sunday.
Had a ball. The old horse rediscovered his racing past and put in a great effort in the various games on Saturday. We didn't win anything but we both had the best fun.
Sunday, probably should not have happened - we got runner up but we were definitely not performing at Saturday's level. Too old - the pair of us - me thinks.
Anyway, there was a lady in her 60's there whose mother has been dead for some years. She was helping to set up games on the Friday, and picked up a piece of paper blowing across the grounds. It was her mothers club membership card!!!
How spooky is that??