came back for one more season and I do not think I will do another
Ten years of seasons. Yards in Newmarket, two winters in Dubai, and the last three summers here. I came back in April telling myself it was the last one, and I have said that before.
What changed is that the maths stopped working. The money is the same money it was five years ago and the rent near any yard is not. I shared with three lads this summer, at thirty-four, and one of them was nineteen.
A farrier I knew packed it in and went to Thailand two years ago. He does not work with horses at all now, he runs a small guesthouse with his wife, and he says the first year was frightening and the second was fine. When he told me what he pays for the place I did not believe him and made him photograph the bill.
I am not romantic about it. Somebody still has to muck out somewhere. But I have started actually looking instead of talking about it in the pub, and that feels like a different thing.
for anyone who asks, and people do ask: he sends me links from https://thailand-real.estate/ every few weeks and the ones that vanish quickest are never the cheap ones
