Good times
Nurturing young talent
I OPENED up my riding school at the start of the 1970s in Cornwall. I taught in a fenced-off paddock on an oval of soil. I taught lots of pupils and never missed a proper surface except in the depths of winter, when we usually hacked.
Sometimes if it was too snowy we raided the feed shed for empty sacks to go tobogganing down the slope in the fi elds, sometimes ending up in
