Monday, July 28, 2008

Place your bets

I'm living with a bunch of fools. Today The Mum took her beautiful 14hh Conomara out on a ride in 28 degree heat with a neck rug on so he sweats more. She did this because he's put on weight and he needs to sweat it out. Now, one with any iota of common sense would realise that a horse who is kept in a box 24/7, fed on hard grain and working horse mix and ridden once a week or less, would probably put on a fair bit of weight. Maybe instead of making the poor thing sweat to death, cut down on his food or RIDE HIM once in a while!!!

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...


7 comments:

Baino said...

Do what's right Clare . . if you've spoken to that silly woman and your still not getting support go back to Jims at least the worst they do is throw their washing at you! You're not travelling to be miserable even if you have had a taste of how the other half lives. As for 'sweating' a horse. It doesn't work, just denudes their fluids they sound like a right bunch of TWATS! (how can they show in a hack class without doing a leg change?)

Excellent Adventures said...

Hmm. I'm gonna ask her tomorrow if I can ride more more and if she says no there's no point staying. Although she did buy me cheesecake today and the way to my heart is SO through my stomach!

Anonymous said...

Ah Clarebear....this is supposed to be your holiday PRIOR to joining the rest of us on the work merry go round! Time to split kid! They dont deserve you...if you want to look after 'orses and kids - come to my joint - hell we've even got dawgs! Get the hell outta there....and enjoy your holiday at whatever cost!!!! Dont forget to tell that family those favourite 2 words that Gordon Ramsay and I loves so much when you leave!!!!

Anonymous said...

Oh by the way, did you say a balmy 28 degrees.....oh to be in the sunshine....14 degrees here today....brrrr

Anonymous said...

One day at a time... and cheesecake at a time?

Excellent Adventures said...

Babysis - I'd love to bring you, Maddie and Joel over here to teach them a thing or two about how we do it in Aus. Walking around in bike pants and boots, none of this jodphurs and velvet hat business!

Anonymous - mmhmm. Its almost worth putting up with the shit for the cheesecake

All - I think I'm gonna stick it out. I'm playing the 'homesick' card so they leave me alone, seems to be working out ok

Anonymous said...

Good for you! *sneaky hehheheee*

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