My daughter's pony is exactly one inch too short to be classed as a horse, which might explain it's total attitude problem.
Last year my alleged offspring just had to have the same Blackberry as everyone else in class or her street cred' would be irrevocably ruined. Two months later it was old and she hated it. A week after that, the pony "accidentally " stood on it. Luckily the insurance company replaced it with the brand new model, which she loved for approximately five minutes.
Apparently it was just the wrong shade of magenta was was so last year. Could she have an iphone? It's only £485 so it's not as if it's a big deal and if we loved her we would go and get her one straight away. a couple of days ago the horse obligingly stood on her new one.
A useful animal, that. I wonder if I could teach it to change the oil on my Yamaha? Though I doubt it. It's stable name is Leaping Louis, but every since it caught some horsey disease last year I began calling it Limping Louis and now it always stares at me with a glint of pure malice.
And another thing. According to that well known lexicon of taste and style that is Facebook, I'm brusque and rude. My crime? I begin sentences with a capital letter and (horrors) actually end them with full stops.
ill have to keep an eye on that...lol