Summary: That moment when jumping on your horse bareback, without a bridle, in a muddy paddock becomes LESS-cruising-along-together-fun and MORE-outta-control-flat-tack-towards-concrete-he’ll-surely-slip-on-terrifying! Or possibly when the daggy boys having a sleep-over across the street call the Police – because they actually believe that hand at their window is an intruder and not a few mischievous teenage chicks trying to freak them out… HINDSIGHT! A girlfriend described it as Dr Hindsight recently. I hadn’t heard ... READ MORE
