Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (21) Love at a Trot (Part 08)
It was a few days after Anthony made his resolution when he had risen early and decided to go to the stables and surprise Charlotte.
She was always up early to muck out and since they got together he had got used to the fact that she would slip out of his bed in the darkness and he would not see her again until mid-morning.
He walked across the yard and spotted a girl walking a horse out of the stable, the girl was Charlotte.
“Blimey is everything ok?” she asked when she saw him and then she felt his brow.
“Have you got a fever?”
“Very funny” he retorted “You’re not too big to get a spank you know”
“Promises, promises” she taunted
“So what got you out of that nice warm bed?” she asked
“I thought I would come and give you a hand and then when we’ve finished we can go for a ride” he said
“Really?” Charlotte asked
“Yes” he said “I thought it would be nice and we’ve never ridden together”
“I’d love that” she said “Grab a shovel”
It was nine o’clock when they finished cleaning the stables and feeding the horses and by the time they had changed and then saddled the horses, it was an hour later when they rode out of the yard in bright sunshine and under a clear blue sky.
In fact it had been such a beautiful morning that they rode considerably further and longer than they had originally intended so on the way back to the stables they decided to walk the horse’s part of the way to rest them a little.
So as they were walking down the Mornington road, both spattered in mud, Anthony said.
“I think it’s time for an intervention”
“We need to intercede on Lynda’s behalf”
“You mean her and the jolly doctor?” she said
“I don’t know what’s holding them back” he said and then he went on to divulge the content of a conversation they had while Charlotte was in bed with a bad fever.
Where she explained her reasons for holding back, about her feeling inadequate in his world and his suggestion to interact with him in her world where he would feel inadequate.
Hence his advice of getting him on horseback.
“That’s a good idea” she agreed
“But how do we accomplish it?” he asked
“We could offer him a free riding lesson” she suggested “As a thank you”
“Brilliant idea” he said
“There’s no need to sound surprised” she said indignantly
“You are brilliant in so many ways” he said “I am just surprised when you show me another one”
“Good save” she said and smiled
“And now I’m going to be even more brilliant” she said smugly and suggest a course of lessons, say half a dozen just to be on the safe side”