Hedge. Backwards.

Its a blustery day on the New Forest! Although these ponies get blown about, rained on and practically frozen, they never bat an eyelid. A few hairs may get out of place but nothing a good shake wont fix. I, on the other hand, got back in my car resembling an overdressed cherry tomato that had been dragged through a hedge. Backwards. C'est la vie.

Car saga is continuing - went to collect it and the electric windows weren't working. Humbug.
But it's the weekend and that can only be a Good Thing.