I remember as a child always wanting my own horse. My dad was a heavy drinker,and one day he came home and said he had something for me. I was thinking and praying that it was a horse. He went to the boot of his friend’s car and pulled out a cycle. I was so disappointed, being a small child I was waiting for him to pull a huge pony out of there. Obviously there is no way a pony would fit in the boot of a car ha ha. Well I eventually got my own horse at the age of 40, and have had 3 since then, and I still have one today.