The horse show was called (by the show manager, not me) on account of rain. It did rain cats and dogs yesterday, but today has been clear and lovely. Go figure, but that's the end of the story. Starting 10 May, I won't have weekends off for at least the next six months, or until I can get a job that doesn't involve searching people's suitcases, so no more horse showing in the interval.
I am desperately hormonal, cranky and back-achy today, reading still more Dorothy Sayers, eating out of boredom, and completely unable to get interested in the lots and lots of Chemistry I'm behind on. :-P