Royal Windsor Horse Show

Today we went to the Royal Windsor Horse Show, which P has renamed the 'Royal Windsor Mud Show'. I bought the tickets through a deal at work a few weeks ago when the weather was lovely, so I imagined a nice wholesome day in the sun ... but it absolutely poured with rain and there lightning in the sky and everything.

Given the porsche is still under repair, P had picked up a Dolomite Triumph 1974 from the classic car club and we drove that there instead. The brakes weren't fantastic and we were aquaplaning a few times along the highway which was a bit hairy (!) but got there in the end.

Look at the lovely wooden dash

Little red triumph

Ahh, doesn't P look happy?

Our friends C and S were there a little earlier and were already drenched by the time we arrived, poor things.

It was amazing to see how high the jumps were. You don't really get an appreciation of it when you are watching on TV, but the height of them comes up to the horses' nose