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."
