I used to pass a young woman on the back of a pony with two ponies following on leading reins. She was texting, and the lane was narrow with people frequently speeding and upsetting the livestock. I tried to phone the riding stables but the name had changed and it took me some time to discover the name, number and get an answer. When someone finally answered they were not the slightest bit interested; really, what was it to do with the peasants.
Mind you, I never saw her again.
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