The Quicksand Pony (2012)
“Biddy sat on her pony at the garden fence, waiting impatiently to begin the ride down to the headland. She had never been up so early, let alone in the saddle at this hour. The biting wind was waking her, but the porridge she’d eaten for breakfast, and her woolly gloves and beanie and new oilskin coat, kept her snug and warm.
Bella wasn’t used to being saddled so early. She stamped and jiggled, her silver mane glinting in the light from the house.
‘I wish you were coming,’ Biddy called ...to her grand-father.
He looked so old and skinny waving from the back porch, with Tigger weaving around his legs. She hoped he’d be okay. Still, they’d only be gone for a night. They’d be back with the cattle by Thursday evening.
‘An old bloke like me would only get in your way. My word, you’re a flash-looking outfit. Do your oilskin up. It’ll be freezing out on the beach.’ ‘Righto, let’s get a move on.’ Biddy’s dad tightened a final strap on Blue, the packhorse, then swung into his saddle.MoreLess
Bella wasn’t used to being saddled so early. She stamped and jiggled, her silver mane glinting in the light from the house.
‘I wish you were coming,’ Biddy called ...to her grand-father.
He looked so old and skinny waving from the back porch, with Tigger weaving around his legs. She hoped he’d be okay. Still, they’d only be gone for a night. They’d be back with the cattle by Thursday evening.
‘An old bloke like me would only get in your way. My word, you’re a flash-looking outfit. Do your oilskin up. It’ll be freezing out on the beach.’ ‘Righto, let’s get a move on.’ Biddy’s dad tightened a final strap on Blue, the packhorse, then swung into his saddle.MoreLess
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