Yesterday, as we returned home from a lovely day out visiting the château at Azay-le-Rideau with Uncle Geoff and Auntie Pat, we stopped off at le Louroux. As we crossed the road from the carpark to the fortified monastry a group of horse riders came ambling down the main street. The lead rider, on a big mooching Appaloosa, had a friend riding up front with her.
Apparently the fox enjoys going riding and it's all a lot of fun.
This wasn't the only horsey encounter we had at le Louroux either. Once we got into the monastry we met the Compagnie de l'Amarante, a local travelling theatre group, who were preparing to put on a show called De l'Eau Pour les Chevaux ('Water for the Horses'). One of the women introduced me to their horse, a 4 year old grey Percheron called Saline. She was out by the dovecoat grazing on the lush grass there. I was told that she pulls the small trailer they had, but the bigger traditional wooden caravan was too heavy for her.
PS Today is Simon's birthday. He's the big five oh. We are having a party this evening.