the rain was blowing horizontally off the guttering at the stables. carpet biter1 got on the horse despite the storm that raged all around but after 10 mins the teacher decided enough was enough. i was about to do the same, beginning to fear that one of us might get hit by a branch wrenched from a tree. we returned to hot chocolate, cake and a bubble bath provided by our no.1 provider of all things nuturing.

the other possible blip was out of the front windscreen as we drove down the rain soaked motorway to the riding lesson:-

him "did you take that while you were driving?"
me "no"

i think that must count as a blatant lie