Wish for a Pony

Mrs. Adams from the PSC says.

 "As a Child mt favorite book was called Wish for a Pony but I can't remember the author for sure, though it may have been Monica Edwaards. The book had been given to my sister as a present, but at eight years old and as I was horse mad, it was soon swapped for my Bunty Annual.

I read this book more times than I can count and took it everywhere I went.

I think it eventually fell apart.

The story was about local two girls who helped out at a stables in Hastings because they were also horse mad. They groomed the horses every day and during their summer holidays were allowed to exercise them on the beach.

One of the girls, Tamsin, was given the chance to ride the horse she loved most at gymkhanas and was very successful. This horse was called Timpani because his hooves "drummed" across the sands.

At the end of the book the owner died and left Timpani to Tamsin in his will as long as her parents agreed, which of course they did.

This was my childhood dream and could almost have been written about Pam instead of Tamsin. She had all the aspirations and wishes that I had as a child to own my own horse, a dream that started with watching the two white Shirehorses pull the coal cart up and down the road where I lived.

I even tried to convince my parents that the coal house would have made a suitable stable because it had a split door! I had no concern as to where the coal would be kept instead. And the fact that we lived in an end terrace house just didn't figure in my thinking at all.

 

Eventually, my horse loving dreams were realised when Peter Dicken opened North Farm on Whitcliffe and I was old enough to "earn" some money within the family business to pay for lessons.

I still love horses even though my riding days are far behind me."