What a good time the last few weeks have been since my last blog. Christmas trade was good as usual. Actually December orders were well up on last year, so thank you to all my customers old and new.! My son,Richard, came up from London to stay. We’ve had really nice time together as always.My other son, Andy, lives in Bedale and popped in for the odd meal. Andy’s always on the go.He works very hard and he’s got loads of hobbies, such as building and flying scale model helicopters and jets, hangliding,car rallying and motorbike racing! He is a former World Champion motor bike sidecar racer,(he was the passenger!) so as you can imagine , fairly bonkers! He’s always out and about but has a little lady at home whose always pleased to see him! This is Andy’s precious old cat Lucy!
Richard and I joined friends for an excellent Christmas Lunch whilst Andy spent the day with his godson and all that family, . We all had a super day!
The next day’s racing on the TV from Kempton was fantastic! The mild winter has meant that horses were in peak condition. The King George v chase never fails to disappoint with another win for Kauto Star. He was awsome! Personally I think he’s got better with age. His jumping in this race and at Haydock previously, was very fluent. For me, I’m having my fiver on Kauto at the Festival although I know, people much wiser than me are saying he’ll get beaten by Long Run! Anyway it is a thrill to be there on Gold Cup day, though Pat and I will be on the Tradestand the atmosphere during that race is electric. Everything goes earily quiet once the runners are off only to be interupted by oohs and arghs when there are mistakes. Good luck to the Nichols team. I’m sure it is a very anxious few weeks ahead!

Clifton (Bedale hunt meet boxing day)

Bedale Hunt Meet at Clifton
On the monday after Christmas day I was kindly invited to go to the Bedale Hunt Meet with my friends down the road, Magnus Nicholson and fiance Kate. Again, a beautiful morning and the hounds met in front of a glorious house! We followed by car/foot for a couple of hours, all of us wishing we were mounted! Then down to the Bay Horse Pub in Masham for an excellent pub lunch!
January 6th, 10pm Flight Liverpool – Shannon. Four Girls heading for the Stonehall Harriers Hunt Ball in the Dunraven Arms , Adare. Thankfully we arrived in plenty of time to check-in. Hayley had checked one case onto the flight and had said to me that if I had surplus it could go in her suitcase. Consequently I didn’t take too much care decanting lotions and potions as usual, thinking i’d just put my whole toilet bag on the plane in the case! Wrong! Hayley’s case was already 10 kilos overweight! Lynda and Reta were in a similar situation so a lot of unloading had to be done and excess taken back to the car! That done a pre flight drink was needed!
We arrived at Shannon a little late as the flight was delayed. (unusal for Ryanair!) picked up a very nice hire car from Hertz and set off for the Dunraven. I love this hotel and stay fairly often. There were still people in the bar when we arrived after midnight so decided to join them! Large brandies and a tray of sandwiches! Just what the doctor ordered!
Next morning, after a substantial Irish breakfast we left to find the meet. The Stonehall Harriers were featured in December 22nd’s Horse and Hound.

Stonehall Harriers

Stonehall Harrier Hounds
However we were given the wrong information in the hotel and set off in search of the meet an hour early! Of course no horses were about so we simply drove into a little yard where a bit of banter took place followed by cobs and hunters of various sizes and shapes were paraded before us with a hope of tempting us! Here we were well informed as to the initial format of the hunt. They were to meet at the cross roads at the brow of the hill, jump a few walls into a property owned by this man where hospitality, in abundance, was available!
Hospitality and friendleness like this just doesn’t exist anywhere else in the same instant way as it does in Ireland! There’s no pretentiousness and people enjoy every moment of the occasion.

There is more than tea in those mugs!

Stonehall Harriers Meet
After the meet when hounds moved off we returned to Adare. Lynda and Reta (this is how its spelt!) wanted to visit the lovely boutiques. Hayley went back to the Hotel and I tagged along with the girls. Sale time in the beautiful shoe shop called Rococco was irresistable! I just needed the gorgeous cowboy style boots! I couldn’t leave the last pair of size 5′s otherwise i was surely going to regret it! …..and the black jeans which were a perfect fit! How much if I took the boots and the jeans,?.. I asked the very pleasant assistant .Not quite as low as I’d hoped, I dragged the other girls in on the deal! I hasten to add they were NOT kicking and screaming! I forced Lynda’s larger calves into svelte like knee length boots and tried to convince Reta how useful a sort of high heeled grey suede pump would be in the heart of Cumbria! ( ok, so they pinched her bunyans a bit! Sometime glamour comes with pain!) Anyway both of them did not succumb to my persuasions but did buy some very sensible (but stylish) flat shoes! So what would the deal be now? We ordered the poor assistant to ring her boss so we could discuss this big sale (already at a reduced price!) Yes!! a result!

Stonehall Harriers Meet
Everyone happy with our wares we trundled across the road back to the Dunraven. Back into a lovely warm bar we ordered tea and sandwiches (and cake for me, why not I was on holiday after all!). Hayley came to join us in the bar where a plethora of tissue paper ensued! Parading our purchases back and forth between the tables to the approving tones of Hayley. The next problem, how do we pack them in already crammed hand luggage? Always able to think around the impossible Hayley made the suggestion that we checked in a further suitcase and used one of the strong paper carriers from the shoe shop to carry our extras! Marvellous, problem solved! At that we returned to our rooms to prepare for the evening ahead!
The Stonehall Harriers Hunt Ball. 7/1/12
We all congregated in and around the bar.

Where is our Cinderella?
From our position it was a great place to people watch. There were some very glamourous ladies of all ages wearing some stunning frocks! The bell rang for us to go through to the function room where dinner was soon to commence.

Oh there's Cinderella!
The main course was a choice of Beef or Salmon. Racing enthusiasts might remember about ten years ago there was a good Irish Chaser called Beef or Salmon. I bet it had something to do with the menu here at the Dunraven Arms! The service was fantastic. We were each asked how we liked our beef and a few minutes later it arrived hot and exactly how we’d ordered it. No mean fete when there were two hundred people sat down for dinner! We shared our table with three super sisters, Aileen,Madonna and Bridget -Ann, two of them came with husbands. We all got on instantly and chatted and danced until 3.30 am! (the Ball finished at 5am!) The speech was entertaining and our host thanked us for coming! Reta and I came to the Ball last year and have decided it has now to become an annual event. The ticket halves were drawn from a top hat, Just one prize! A day’s hunting with the Stonehall’s! Now Hayley who has never won a thing in her life was hoping and praying that her luck wasn’t about to change! Shes very much a girl who likes all four feet on the ground and having seen the hunt earlier in the day thought it wasn’t for her. However, I bet with a few sloe gins she’d be the fastest girl in the hunt!!
Next day, after a very social and delicious breakfast the girls were wanting to see some horses. So I commendeered the help of my “mate” Michael. Appointed “our tour guide” he forfilled his duty well taking us around to some friend’s yards where horse after horse was brought before us to inspect. He knew we were only time wasting so was clever enough not to take us to his own yard!!. However, Hayley has taken a liking to a very poor Irish Draft 4 year old with a sad face. He has a good frame and limbs and is a lovely mover. So watch this space? Linda mentioned wanting a Highland. The boys looked a bit vague and asked what that is! Anyway they offered a choice of Connemarra’s but Lynda couldn’t be persuaded away from her Highland!
Another yard down the road! Great, afternoon filling up well! Reta is more interested in a young Jack Russell puppy, than horses at this point. Thankfully she didn’t want to bring it home! The afternoon was getting dark so time to head back to Fanny O’Deas. This is reptuted to be the oldest pub in Ireland. The fire has never gone out in 200 years! The best Guiness in Ireland is served here. A thick creamy head tops the delicious stout! It’s orgasmic! Drinks all round, Guiness for Lynda and I and a delicious selection of bar food was soon brought to satisfy our eager appetites. A very pleasant hour and a half was had in Fanny’s! Time to head back to the Airport for our 9 o’clock flight back to Liverpool. Bye to Michael and off we headed to the Airport having had a funfilled weekend!