Sadly my brother took possession of most of ours when dad died but I have found a few to scan and - they don't come much worse than these!
One is with the first foal that was actually my very own when I was about 14 - I am the tallest girl, the shot was taken from the ground and made me look like I had a turnip head. My mother had a waste not want not attitude so I was forced to wear her sisters hand me down old fashioned jodhs - at least 15 years out of date. The smaller girl was a neighbours daughter who used to ride my outgrown pony. The boots she is wearing were allegedly once worn by the jockey Lester Piggot and my Grandad picked them up at the racing yard when he left them behind.
The other pic is of me on the same mare when I broke her the summer after the foal was weaned. THis was the first time I ever sat on her - no hat and goodness only knows what I had on my legs or feet. I think I must have had a total rebellion from the previous pic