Horse Riding, a Lesson.
After a particularly successful lesson I noticed a small group of visitors watching me wth interest. Obviously I decided to show off my gazell-like qualities, they would be stunned at my grace and prowess. Like an Olympic gymnast I attempted a straight-legged, horizontal dismount. Forgetting I was on an enormous horse and with no real upper body strength, I sort of dribbled down its side, catching my 'post child-bearing belly-bag' on the stirrup, my excessve weight forcing the stirrup to rip through my jodphurs and grab my knickers, pulling them right out. There I stood, facing my ripped, grey undies dangling limply from the saddle, and an hysterical gathering of onlookers.
