‘You need a skin like a rhino’
THREE years into her second stint as master of the VWH, Countess (Susie) Goess-Saurau is one of the country’s senior masters of foxhounds.
“Are you writing about old dinosaurs?” she laughs when I ring her.
An elegant blonde in pastels and a big hat, Susie draws the eye at gatherings of the tribe throughout the summer. She looks like a Hitchcock heroine but in person she is fun, chatty and down-to-earth.
As the daughter of non-horsey parents, horses didn’t come to her, she explains.
“I spotted a pony, aged two, and screamed until I was put on it. My parents
