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One day as I cycled down the off-road route from Peckham Library to Burgess Park I heard a horse neighing. I stopped and looked, and there was a house beside it with a couple of stables with horses in them. It was one of those magically surreal moments when you feel the universe might be trying to tell you something but you're too brainwashed by modern life to understand it.

PokerTime Wrote:

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> Well there's no better mark of the decline of

> upward social mobility than the lack of people at

> the lower socio-economic end that can't get a leg

> up onto a horse.


True. Have been stuck with a shabby rental-donkey for ages; I'd move to a cheaper area but they're all full of shifty-looking drug mules.

Neigh lads


There are still fix-em-uppers to get, go down to Aintree or any other steeplechase course and you can pick up a broken down nag in a shot !


6 months of lower leg remodelling and Horses Under The Hammer will come around and film you


Artful

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