If wishes were horses…

…what would you call yours?

I only ask because…

Well Mum was reading the obituaries in our local newspaper tonight (the weekend starts here…) when she looks up and says to me “This woman here: her grand-daughter- who placed the notice – calls herself ‘Your Babalou’. If I ever came into money I was going to buy a horse & call it ‘Babalou‘…”

Babalou. Who knew?

But this is the thing.

Do you have a contingency plan ready? If you suddenly inherited enough money to purchase a horse, or perhaps more directly, if you wake up tomorrow and find someone has left a horse on your doorstep… Well, assuming it’s not wearing a collar with its name in big letters on a brass plate… what are you going to call it?






About simonwebsterwise

Pretend Canadian. Doter on women. Professional sports spectator. Askew view on the world.

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