TOM CRISP’S four-year-old daughter Hermione is tired; she’s had a hard afternoon’s swimming.
“Did you do a width?” asks Tom. “Like Daddy at Badminton?”
Tom became a hero after his fall back in May. Although his fabulous crosscountry round on Liberty And Glory had come to a premature end in the cold water of the lake, he showed his class and sportsmanship by pretending to do the front crawl in the shallows, then raising his arms to the cheering crowd when he got dripping to his feet.
“That’s probably what I’ll be remembered for,” Tom says. “I went to buy a trailer the other day and the man said ‘You’re the guy in the Badminton lake’. I thought ‘How do you know that?’ It wasn’t even a horse trailer!”
Tom is not one to whinge, nor look for excuses for his dunking, but as he speaks, he’s booked in for an operation on his groin, which he injured in March.
“It was a young horse at home, just stumbled, and it went pop,” he explains. “I’ve
