Gymkhana in the heart of Mayfair
At eight years old, I entered my first and only gymkhana. I sat on my pony, frozen with fear, waiting for the bell to call me into the ring. Kicking and kicking my pony's sides,...
21 April, 2016 / 1 Comment
At eight years old, I entered my first and only gymkhana. I sat on my pony, frozen with fear, waiting for the bell to call me into the ring. Kicking and kicking my pony's sides,...