Yesterday I went horse riding again. It was only the second time I’d done it. The first time was in the New Forest where I rode a horse called Laddie; he was so beautiful that when the lesson and ride was over, if I could have fitted him in the car I would have taken him home. I had a half hour riding lesson first and then we went for a one and a half hour trek through the New Forest. Yesterday was a bit different; for a start my horse was called Laurence and he was a lot bigger than Laddie! Secondly, I got on and then we went for a trek for a hour, there was no riding lesson. I still enjoyed it but I was scared to death the whole time as well. I didn’t grow up with a horsey background; there aren’t many horses available in council estates in Kenton. I did it to challenge myself and also because I really do need to exercise but I can’t find any exercise I actually enjoy doing and would possibly want to do again. Horse riding seems to be a winner but it’s also scary and expensive.