It seems I'm the only one with any horse knowledge around here, despite the fact that they won't let me ride because they're not sure of my skills. She hasn't even attempted to see me ride and for crying out loud her kids don't even know when they're on the wrong leg! Horse riding isn't rocket science but apparently they don't trust my abilities around them, they wouldn't even let me wash one of the ponies today, it was rearing and putting its head up because they kept hosing it in the face - if they had given me a chance I could have told them that all they needed to do was stop the gushing sound by using a jug or a sponge and wash from behind instead of in front where the horse can't see the hose. Its appalling what these poor animals go through because this family think that having nice joddies and new rugs make them horse smart.
On top of all this the kids are treating me like their personal slave. Today Miss Madame told me I was here to do stuff for her and that the only reason The Mum is letting me stay is to help her with the chores. She then proceeded to tell me to do all her afternoon jobs for her while she went inside and ate. I tried shouting at her, appealing to The Mum, saying I'm happy to help, but not do everything for them, but still I ended up doing everything while the kids sit on their spoilt arses and watch me.
I was so close to telling her I want to leave today. I went up to my room, took a few breaths, then went back down. But I don't know how much more of this I can take!
Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets. Will Clare stay and put herself through this agony in the name of free food or go back to London...