Sarah Martin – Six and a Half Minutes of Bliss

Leaving the M4 and heading towards my favourite Cotswolds village with Nero in tow felt completely surreal but, strangely, the nerves that had been plaguing me during the preceding weeks seemed to dissipate and were replaced by a combination of excitement and slight disbelief. I was shortly to be warming up for the dressage at BADMINTON ESTATE, on a horse who emigrated with me from Australia, having rendered himself Read More