My cousin sent me these pictures which date back to nineteen sixtysomething!
Firstly: myself, Marcus and Faith on her grandparents' farm in Witbank, South Africa. What a dreadful mop of curly hair I had, no wonder I was always embarrassed about it!!! Marcus was the first horse I ever rode. I'd had no instruction at all, simply got on and rode him - so he must have been an angel. I do remember that on one of my first rides on him we went up the drive away from "home", then turned to return - and he bolted all the way down the drive! It's amazing that I managed to stay on board, and that I didn't get myself killed in my efforts to teach myself to ride, but instead Marcus managed to teach me heaps.
And secondly: me with one of my little brothers, Christopher. He is the older of my father's two boys and now lives in Holland. No doubt we both look totally different now - I know I do!
| Published: 10 March 2005. |  |
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