After being made redundent I took steps to cut down on all my spending instead of driving or taking the bus I walked. When walking to my local town it took me past a field about two hundred yards f...voir plusAfter being made redundent I took steps to cut down on all my spending instead of driving or taking the bus I walked. When walking to my local town it took me past a field about two hundred yards from my road and I looked at the poor, lonley horse a black mare in that cold field. I made a point at buying a couple of carrots in the local supermarket and fed them to the horse on the way back. One day another man was there who saw me feeding the horse as he drove there to do just that. We became good friends and always met every evening to feed the horse.
We chatted about alot things and met a few people as well. One thing we and other people had in common was how sad it was to see this horse in a field that did not get much direct sunlight and how uplifting it would be if we could find a home for her.
This story is based on true events. What inspired me to write about the magical horse was her personality and her intellgence, a horse sanctuary that took her in. The places that I have mentioned a real, the horse sancutuary does exist and it does have a Medeval Hall. Some of the people are real and some of the events are real.
I live in a small town called Sanderstead which is Anglo Saxon for Sandy Place which is outside the main town Croydon and yes about ten minutes away is a small village called Tatsfield although there are a few theories on where the name comes from among one of the theories is it means look out at it is nearly 750 feet above sea level! Apart from work I enjoy helping out at The Sussex Horse Rescue Trust in Uckfield East Sussex to whome (amongst others) this book is dedicated to.voir moins