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horsesarecreatures · 6 months
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Super Dropshot - Welsh Section B
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sgtbuckyybarnes · 17 days
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This weekend we learned Bucky and T’Challa have a permanent home with us!
With the blue cross they loan out their rescue ponies for a year or two with regular visits throughout to make sure the horses and the new homes are a perfect match. These horses and ponies have been through so much they want to make sure they’re in the right place for them.
And this weekend our welfare officer officially signed them over to us! They’re with us forever now and we couldn’t be happier ❤️
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stutteritinyliving · 2 years
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Yep I have too many horses... ey! A pony!
Here is the newest member of my stable. I promised myself no more horses, but then I found this boy (made by me lol xD), and I just couldn't help myself! 
 Please welcome BOE Lemon Pie! Beautiful Welsh Pony (sec. b) stallion ready for the big league! His rider will be one of the kids. Probably one of Mary's (my staff) kids, as Calypso already have sooo many horses on her program
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thenerdyindividual · 9 months
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hey! im obsessed with arthurs welsh christmas, that fic altered my brain chemistry. im searching currently, but i was wondering if you could rec any more of your merthur fics that are similar? (I think i specifically enjoyed arthurs pov and the whole low stakes of it all, just them falling for eachother.) it was so lovely. thank you for your help and also for writing such an incredible story, should be a real hallmark movie tbh.
Omg this was such a nice ask to see! If you’re looking for similar things, right off the bat would be
A B&B Romance in Modern Wales
Arthur Pendragon works sixty hour weeks and is devoted to his family name, until one night Uther goes just a bit too far. Restless and confused, Arthur gets into his car and drives until he can't. It is the middle of the night in a small village in Wales, and a helpful officer directs him to a B&B for the night.
There he finds a kindly innkeeper, his very weird historian gremlin nephew, odd people, odd situations, and even odder - himself.
A slightly absurd and very gentle story about coming back to yourself, finding a true family, and realizing that historian gremlins are actually really hot and rather amazing, and perfect to fall in love with.
That’s the most similar to Welsh Christmas. Features small quirky town, low stakes, and falling in love.
There’s also
Then and Now
Merlin skips a year of school when he is seven and ends up in Year Four instead of Year Three. The older kids all pick on him and the worst is by far Arthur. A stolen book brings Arthur and Merlin together, and they become best friends. Sadly, nothing they do can stop Arthur from being sent away.
Morgana pressures Arthur to hit on a guy in the pub. He does it to shut her up, but it turns out Emrys is actually a lot of fun to be around. One date turns into many. Arthur has never been happier.
Seems like fate had something else in store for Arthur and Merlin after all.
It’s a shorter fic, but you get childhood cuteness and then grown up flirtation and dating.
The Ethics of Sleeping with a Hot Stranger
In which Merlin meets Arthur at a club and goes home with him, only to find out that Arthur's occupation is less than undesirable. Good thing he has supportive friends who won't at all roast him for his poor life choices.
Merlin finds out Arthur is a cop and has a small crisis about it. But it ends in fluff and explanation of Arthur’s poor choice in career.
The Boy I Love, He Got Wavy Black Hair
Merlin heads out early one morning to help Lancelot in his classroom. When he meets Arthur at his office for lunch, his hair is different. Arthur is not a fan.
This one is a bit different since it’s established relationship, but Merlin catches lice. Much Arthur dramatics and teasing ensue.
Lastly, if you’re willing to go outside of straight up modern au, there is
You Hear Him Howling Outside Your Kitchen Door
Merlin thought a type-a student trying to break into his office to replace a section of an essay would be the strangest thing to happen to him, but then a man shows up on his doorstep naked and seemingly drunk. Giving that man a helping hand opens up the door to a strange hidden part of society in London. There is a group of lads who all live together and take way too much enjoyment in playing football together, but there is something more to them than meets the eye. Merlin just hopes it won't affect his growing relationship with their unofficial ringleader Arthur Pendragon.
It’s an urban fantasy au where all the knights are werewolves. It’s still got that fluffy falling for each other low stakes romcom vibe, but there also happens to be werewolves.
I hope these give you something to start with @isuckatbeinghappyallthetime! Thank you so much for reading my fics and for asking for more! That means so much to me!
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thegreenwolf · 8 months
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I have always loved vintage-style haired model horses, and this might be my favorite homage to them yet! This is Breyer's Classic Arabian Stallion, made over to a lovely fleabitten gray and haired with Icelandic sheep's wool. I envisioned him as a Section B Welsh pony, but he could also be a Welara or perhaps a Crabbet Arabian.
This handsome fellow is available at https://www.etsy.com/listing/1560914957/cai-custom-fleabitten-gray-breyer
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suspiciousmammal · 8 months
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Spring Star's Marley, 3yr old Welsh section B mare Spring Star's Spirit x H-S Brandy
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I saw your post about dog breeds in welsh <3 and wondered if you had welsh names for welsh cobs/mountain ponies etc? I'd love to hear them if you do.
As a poor exchange, I know the Cornish word for pony is "hobba".
Sure thing! Not much excitement though, pretty much the English is a direct translation tbh:
Welsh mountain pony: merlyn mynydd Cymreig. Although I have heard merlyn bach y mynydd, which is "little pony of the mountain"
Welsh pony: merlyn Cymreig
Welsh pony of cob type: merlyn o deip cob
Welsh cob: cob Cymreig
Plus, the Section A, Section B thing is Adran A, Adran B, etc in Welsh.
'Hobba' is extremely charming, however!
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denimbex1986 · 5 months
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'Doctor Who fans got a surprise on Saturday, as the second 60th anniversary special, Wild Blue Yonder, opened in a garden in 1666, far away from the spaceship which had previously been trailed.
There, fans were introduced to Isaac Newton, played by unannounced guest star Nathaniel Curtis, who is best known for his work on Russell T Davies's It's a Sin.
The scene saw the Doctor and Donna land in Newton's apple tree, and make a joke about gravity - something which Newton mishears as 'mavity', leading to a running joke throughout the episode where the word appears to have been permanently changed.
However, it turns out that despite their characters exchanging dialogue, Curtis never actually shot with David Tennant and Catherine Tate, with their sections of the scene being filmed separately, in different times and different locations.
Steffan Powell revealed this in the latest episode of Doctor Who: Unleashed, in which he said: "Sometimes, usually because of a clash with timings, actors can be in the very same scene together, without ever actually coming face to face."
He continued: "When it came to filming the Isaac Newton scene in this special, Nathaniel Curtis, who plays the great man himself, was in a walled garden on the Welsh coast, when he was rudely interrupted by a low-flying TARDIS.
"Except the TARDIS, and its occupants, weren't in Isaac Newton's tree. The tree was empty. They were 25 miles away in Cardiff Bay, filming on a different day."
It was then revealed that while Curtis spoke to an empty tree for his scenes, Tennant and Tate filmed theirs against a blue screen.
In the episode of Unleashed, Tennant said: "It's a shame, because I've met Nathaniel and he's really nice, and I would have liked to have a little scene with him."
Tate added: "I would have liked to have met him, I've not met him."
Tennant then joked: "But apparently he asked not to have anything to do with us. He asked to be kept apart, he was very particular. He accepted the part on that very strict condition."
However, Curtis said: "I mean, I love David Tennant. I love David Tennant. A, he's such a lovely man, and B, he's a brilliant Doctor. And I grew up watching David Tennant as the Doctor, so I think that it's a bit surreal, to be honest."'
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sprucelogsbirchplanks · 3 months
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Qsmp cubitos as horses part 1: Death Family
Philza: grey New Forest Pony, a breed known for level-headedness and consistency [1] [a]
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Missa: black Menorquín, a breed known for intelligence and trainability [2] [b]
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Chayanne: yellow dun Highland Pony, a breed known for being active and adaptable [3] [c]
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Tallulah: black Welsh Pony (Section B), a breed known for being friendly and hardy [4] [d]
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Wilbur Soot: dark bay English Thoroughbred, a breed known for being spirited and sensitive [5] [e]
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Breed notes: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5]
General type references: [a] [b] [c] [d] [e]
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No but why did I just think about Wolfstar as gaming YouTubers
It would be so cute I can’t just wait:
Sirius would have started his channel when he was 17, because gaming was his way of escaping his shit home life, so when he left his family for good, he started his channel to share this love.
He very quickly gained popularity.
About a year after he started his channel, he moved to the US to get as far away from his childhood as he possibly could.
Once he’d reached 500k followers (a few months after he’d moved) people kept flooding his comment sections and his social medias about someone called Remus Lupin, a Welsh gamer, and how funny they’d be filming together.
He got a lot of these messages, to the point that he just decided to check this guy out, figure out what it was about him that was making people spam him.
That led to him falling down a rabbit hole of his videos.
He was also 18, only had his channel for about a year, but had gained a lot of subscribers in that short amount of time. There was a welcome video on his page, explaining how gaming was his salvation after he started getting chronic pain, and the way it essentially saved his life when he could use it as a distraction from the particularly bad flare ups.
Everything about him on his channel felt genuine, and despite having never spoken to this man, Sirius felt like he knew him.
He empathised with his use of video games at a young age, and spent every free moment watching his videos.
For a while, he considered reaching out to Remus and asking if he wanted to make some sort of video together.
Until Remus Lupin beat him to it.
It took a few more months (Sirius reaching 700k in this time), before Sirius woke up to a barrage of tweets about Remus mentioning him in a video?
He tiredly, clumsily, found Remus’ channel, and found the newest video. It was a live that had taken place while Sirius was asleep.
Remus glanced at the ever flowing chat, reading one message out loud.
“‘Have you heard of Sirius Black? You two should film together.’ I’m actually subscribed to Sirius’ channel, guys. I doubt he’s ever heard of me, but if you ever see this, Sirius, I’d love to make a video with you sometime.”
Sirius couldn’t place the feeling he had hearing his name in Remus’ smooth, honey-like voice, but he promptly found Remus’ socials and reached out privately.
‘Hey, just saw your video. I have to admit, I’m quite a fan, and I think it’d be great to make a video together sometime.’
Being nervous to talk to someone was a feeling Sirius wasn’t all that familiar with, but he still powered through and hit send.
Despite it being 3 in the morning in the UK, he almost immediately got a response from Remus.
‘Oh wow, hi. We can definitely arrange a day to film!’
The two of them quickly arranged, and were filming within a week.
They made 2 videos together, one for each of their channels, and even Sirius was surprised by how well they worked as a team, despite having never spoken in person before that day.
It felt like they’d known each other for years.
Subscribers went insane the moment those videos went live, talking about how much they loved the two of them working together, and how they must have been friends in real life.
The next 3 months went by in a blur.
They made countless more videos together, livestreams, anything they could whenever the time difference allowed them to. Sirius found himself smiling whenever Remus messaged him, the two of them fast friends.
Sirius hit 1 million, Remus hitting 800k, and as Remus messaged him with a congratulations, something slid into place, Sirius finally realising what the feeling he couldn’t place was.
He was falling for Remus Lupin.
Of course, this led to a lot of panic. He had never met Remus in person, he had no idea if Remus was even into guys, and even if he did know, that didn’t help him figure out whether or not Remus was into him.
As he chatted to James one night (over FaceTime, James still lived in London, but Sirius struggled to get over his anxiety about returning to the UK), James noticed how frequently he talked about Remus, and asked.
“So, Remus Lupin. What’s going on?”
“What d’you mean?”
“I mean you fancy him, right?”
“I- what?”
“Sirius, I’ve known you for 7 years. You’re very clearly gone for him.”
He wasn’t wrong.
Subscribers were clearly picking up on the chemistry between the two (a lot quicker than Sirius was), as Sirius stumbled upon a whole other section of his fanbase.
It turns out, a very large number of his subscribers shipped the two of them. Debates were happening about whether or not they were already together, people pointed out signs that they liked each other, there were hundreds of posts, thousands of tweets.
He was surprised that he hadn’t noticed it earlier.
Something about this gave Sirius more confidence than he had expected. Sirius’ subscribers were right about them working well together. Maybe they were right about this, too.
This (and a small amount of alcohol) was the push he needed to message Remus. He carefully planned and wrote a heartfelt message explaining his feelings, and sent it before he could think too much about it.
He woke up after a very uneasy sleep to a very short message from Remus.
‘Took you long enough <3’
The next 6 months were both the best and the most agonising months of his life.
They talked every day. Whenever the time difference allowed, one of them staying up late, anything so that they could hear each other’s voice.
Remus once fell asleep on FaceTime to Sirius, and Sirius couldn’t help but smile at him. God, Remus Lupin was beautiful.
There were days where Sirius ached to hear Remus’ voice in person. To kiss him, to touch him. For him to be with Sirius.
They had a long discussion about visiting one another. Sirius opened up about his past, and why he found he really couldn’t visit the UK, which Remus understood.
Remus couldn’t come to the USA any time soon. His mother had terminal cancer, and since his parents were divorced and he had stopped speaking to his father after he came out to him, he was his mothers only relative. This meant leaving her side was impossible, especially since she had a limited amount of time left.
So they stayed online. They kept talking every night about anything and everything, until they knew every tiny detail about each other.
They made videos together as often as possible, having to edit out every time they slipped up and said something that would prove they were seeing each other.
While it hurt to be so far away from a person who meant so much, it was all that they had, so it was all that they did.
Hope Lupin passed away 3 months later.
Sirius was one of the first to find out on an agonising call with Remus, where he wanted nothing but to pull Remus into a tight hug and hold him while he sobbed, instead of listening helplessly over the phone.
He got as close as getting the tickets in his basket, but the moment he tried to check out, the familiar panic came over him, and he had to stop.
A video was posted to Remus’ channel about his mum’s story (which Sirius cried while watching), on which he announced that he would be taking a break from posting while he processed the loss.
His fan base had grown considerably, his following now well over a million, and although they were disappointed, were nothing but understanding.
As a result of Remus being offline, Sirius posted a lot less. He was always ready to talk to Remus, and although Remus apologised and apologised for pulling Sirius away from his channel, Sirius assured him time and time again that he was more important.
Sirius was a least slightly comforted by the fact that Remus wasn’t alone. His best friend Lily seemed to be there almost constantly. Sirius talked to her a few times. She was absolutely brilliant, and Sirius was so glad she was able to make Remus smile.
He fucked up on livestream.
He was just talking to people, taking requests, anything, really, when he got a call from Remus. Of course he was going to respond to it, so he told his fans he’d be right back and tried to pull his waiting screen up.
What he didn’t notice, was that the screen was still loading when he picked up the phone, around a hundred thousand people hearing him say “hey darling, are you okay?”
This pretty much broke the internet.
Sirius had to watch as he was tagged in countless tweets, all reposting the clip, asking what was going on, or his personal favourite: ‘YALL it was 9pm in the uk when he answered the call it could have been Remus.’
Mostly because they figured it out, but everybody shut them down.
At least it made Remus laugh.
That laugh was what made Sirius realise that he’d fallen in love. He had fallen in love with a man who lived in another continent, without ever having met him in person.
Shit.
It took around two months for Remus to start posting again. Slowly at first, a lot of his videos with Sirius.
Making videos was clearly something he loved, so it was helping him a lot.
A month later he was back to himself, and Sirius was so thankful.
Even more so when the two of them were on FaceTime and Remus decided he was done with never having seen Sirius in person.
So he booked tickets. That night, on FaceTime to Sirius, he booked a two month long trip to New York.
Sirius was awake throughout the whole 10 hour (don’t hold me to this idk how long the flight would be) to New York, Remus messaging him throughout.
Sirius noticed a few tweets from people claiming they saw Remus get on a plane in Heathrow, but it wasn’t spreading all that quickly, so he wasn’t bothered as he waited in the airport, nervously fidgeting with his hands.
The moment their eyes met, Sirius all but ran to Remus, not wasting a moment. They crashed together into such a tight hug that Sirius could hardly breathe. Not that he cared. Remus was there, in person. His fists closed around Remus’ jumper, holding on to him like he was scared he’d disappear.
After a minute passed, Remus pulled away and connected their lips. Finally.
They got to Sirius’ apartment before posting anything online.
They posted one photo on Sirius’ Instagram story of the two of them sitting on Sirius’ sofa, Sirius’ head resting on Remus’ shoulder.
One of Sirius’ favourite accounts started analysing the hell out of that photo, to the point that they decided to just tell everyone.
They posted one more photo, this time of them kissing.
That was it for their subscribers, who were finally proven right.
This is super long and I wrote it at 4am today when I couldn’t sleep but I have ideas for a second part that I’ll probably write at 2am tomorrow lmao
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horsesarecreatures · 1 month
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Brookside Teddy Munchkin - Welsh Section B Stallion
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bikepackinguk · 9 months
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Day Seventy-one
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It's a bright sunny day! Almost too bright, the forecast has some high temperatures so it's time to get slathered in sun block.
After loading up on a good cooked breakfast at the B&B in Preston, it's time to get across the River Ribble and get on ournof the urban labyrinth. A few wrong turns and busy roads but eventually I'm riding out of town following the cycle path as it tracks the A59 southwest.
There's barely a cloud in the sky and the temperature is rising, but the ride along the A road is helped by having some long sections of bike paths alongside periodically, and the flat terrain means it's time to crank the miles out.
The road being lined with hedges and trees does mean a lack of much scenery besides vehicles, but it's a price to be paid to make some good pacing.
It's some solid mileage being put in as the road crosses the River Douglas and I finally turn off the road at Banks, where we finally hit the Ribble Estuary and get a great view back across the water to yesterday's ride, with Blackpool Tower still visible on the horizon.
Further around the corner I get in to Southport, with a beach heaving with holidaymakers enjoying the sea and sun.
Carrying along the coastline, the road runs alongside some big sandy dunes before hitting Ainsdale, where it yhen swings back inland to hit the A565.
Fortunately this busy dual carriageway is well provisioned with fully segregated cycle paths, so I'm able to hrind out some good miles at good pace as the road leads on nice and level.
I take a pit stop for lunch by Formby in order to get some shade and relief from the scorching sun overhead. The rising air temperature is making it a sweaty day, but I'm well provisioned for water.
I head off the main road to swing back to the coastline proper at Hightown, with some nice rides around the dunes here before dropping on to the beachside promenade at Crosby. There are some great views across the water over to Wallasey and the Welsh coastline.
I carry on a ways along Crosby beach before the windswept sand is piled high enough on the path that riding through it becomes impossible, and strike back inland a little.
Liverpool seems very well supplied with cycle routes, but with so many criss-crossing each other it swiftly becomes a pain to work out which one leads where, and I end up just following the A road once more. This still has cycle pathing all along, making for more great progress.
Past tye docklands at Bootle, I have a few weong turns before arriving into the historic city centre of Liverpool, which is bustling in the heat.
I grab a ticket for the ferry across the River Mersey, and join the long queue for the 4pm crossing, which puts us in at Seacombe.
Onwards! There's a simply lovely stretch of non-traffic riding back downriver to New Brighton, which then continues along the promenades past Wallasey.
The hills along the coast of Wales are growing clearer and taller as they draw near, and whilst the temperature is still high the clouds are starting to grow in the sky, giving a welcome break from the sun's rays.
It's finally goodbye to the promenade riding at Hoylake, where the route jumps on to a long, long old rail route that runs all the way back along yhe River Dee Estuary. It's some bumpy going at times with a few gravelly sections, but is still fairly level meaning more miles being eaten up.
At Neston there are a few climbs thrown in, but with a day of level riding the legs are still in good states and these are ascended without any drama.
Past the Ness Botanical Gardens, there's a lovely long zoom downhill with a beautiful view of the Ruver Dee and the hills behind it as the route sails down for a ride through an RSPB nature reserve.
Halfway through the Burton Mere Wetlands, I encounter a very nice looking sign. I've crossed the border into Wales!
Pretty pleased with that! Some solid progress to get this far today, but with the evening setting in I think I've earned a good lie down.
A little scouting around has a nice secluded spot near Deeside Industrial Park, where I'm having a good lie down. The temperature is forecast to still be hitting 20 degrees even by midnight, so I may not even need the sleeping bag tonight! Here's to tomorrow!
TTFN!
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ribbongumpark · 2 years
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EQHD Welsh Section B
“Elegant and hardy, perfect for children and small adults.” Template approc 13.2 hh Fuschia with flaxen mane in CAS Download Mediafire x
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Welsh Section B Ponies are in TROUBLE!!!
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die-greifen · 2 months
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who: royal animals
The animals owned by the main characters in the story will be listed here. (MILD SPOILERS)
KAROLINA AUGUSTA’S DOGS
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NIKOLETA
Breed: German Spaniel
Sex: Female
Colour: Brown
Height: 50cm at withers
Born: July 2006
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ASTRIDA
Breed: Tervuren
Sex: Female
Colour: Grey
Height: 60cm at withers
Born: July 2006
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WILHELMINA
Breed: Kooikerhondje
Sex: Female
Colour: Red and white
Height: 39cm at withers
Born: July 2008
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PAVLOVNA
Breed: Stabyhoun
Sex: Female
Colour: Black and white
Height: 50cm at withers
Born: June 2010
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ACADIA
Breed: Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever
Sex: Female
Colour: Red and white
Height: 47cm at withers
Born: July 2012
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KAROLINA AUGUSTA’S HORSES
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VERONA
Breed: Welsh Pony of the Riding Type (Section B)
Sex: Female
Colour: Chestnut
Height: 13 hands
Born: July 1994
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CARRARA
Breed: Andalusian
Sex: Female
Colour: Grey
Height: 16 hands
Born: May 1998
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BASALT
Breed: Mecklenburger
Sex: Female
Colour: Brown
Height: 17 hands
Born: September 2002
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OBSIDIAN
Breed: Friesian
Sex: Female
Colour: Black
Height: 16 hands
Born: August 2008
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KLAUS WILHELM’S HORSES
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ODIN
Breed: Welsh Pony of the Riding Type (Section B)
Sex: Female
Colour: Brown
Height: 13 hands
Born: September 1997
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HUGINN
Breed: Mecklenburger
Sex: Female
Colour: Grey
Height: 17 hands
Born: August 2005
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MUNINN
Breed: Lipizzan
Sex: Female
Colour: Grey
Height: 16 hands
Born: September 2010
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brookhillshed · 11 months
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What even is a Shed?
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A bothy is a basic shelter, usually left unlocked and available for anyone to use free of charge. It was also a term for basic accommodation, usually for gardeners or other workers on an estate. Bothies are found in remote mountainous areas of Scotland, Northern England, Ulster and Wales. They are particularly common in the Scottish Highlands, but related buildings can be found around the world (for example, in the Nordic countries there are wilderness huts). A bothy was also a semi-legal drinking den in the Isle of Lewis. These, such as Bothan Eòrapaidh, were used until recent years as gathering points for local men and were often situated in an old hut or caravan.
In Scots law, bothies are defined in law as:
a building of no more than two storeys which—
(a)does not have any form of—
(i)mains electricity,
(ii)piped fuel supply, and
(iii)piped mains water supply,
(b)is 100 metres or more from the nearest public road (within the meaning of section 151 of the Roads (Scotland) Act 1984(9)), and
[1](c)is 100 metres or more from the nearest habitable building
Any such building is exempt from council tax and from legislation requiring registration for letting purposes.
The etymology of the word bothy is uncertain. Suggestions include a relation to both "hut" as in Irish bothán and Scottish Gaelicbothan or bothag;[2] a corruption of the Welsh term bwthyn, also meaning small cottage; and a derivation from Norsebūð, cognate with Englishbooth with a diminutive ending.
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