Suzy & Mickey’s Blog – November 2025
Suzy Wood: It’s been a manic month hasn’t it?
Monansunu: Not for me, just business as usual.
S: I went to Plumpton for a run and finished third.
M: Well done you. But that is just one day, not the whole month. Were you that busy for the other days?
S: Yes I was. Didn’t you go to Sandown? How did that turn out?
M: That is all a bit up in the air at the moment…
S: Really? I looked online and it said you finished sixth.
M: Yes. But I actually finished fifth. The judge must have made a mistake.
S: Please enlighten us.
M: It all depends where the line is. Is it like football, where the edge is the outside of line, or rugby where it is in the inside? And why is there not a line painted anyway. It is just asking for trouble.
S: So you were sixth.
M: I have demanded that the carrot bringers appeal the final positions.
S: Sixth.
M: Watch the replay and tell me that I did not get fifth on the nod.
S: I have other preoccupations that indulging your flights of fancy.
M: Talking of preoccupations, my main one has been working out the nuances of language. For instance Andy said that I am too strong for my brain. And I can’t work out if that is a compliment or a criticism.
S: Which kind of proves Andy’s point. What were you doing when he said it?
M: Being washed down after a gallop.
S: And…
M: And nothing else.
S: Really?
M: Well, I did forget to stand still for a while, but that was because one of the carrot bringers was holding me and I found it confusing.
S: So that proves Andy’s point and you have explained it yourself.
M: Have I?
S: Yes. You’ll realise eventually. There is another issue arisen. It turns out that the horse that you call Douglas is actually called Dougal.
M: I very much doubt that.
S: It’s true. I checked.
M: Personally, I am happier continuing to call him Douglas. I am usually right about these things and Douglas fits him better.
S: But his name is Dougal. You can’t go around just making up names for all the horses to suit yourself.
M: I have checked the BHA rules, that seems to be more or less what the humans do. To horses and themselves.
Dougal: I don’t mind you all calling me Doug or Dougie if it helps.
M: Go away, this is not an interactive blog.
D: Righty-oh.
S: Now appears to be a sensible time to divert onto this month’s question. It comes from a Mr. P. Edwards of Suffolk. He writes that “it seems to be obligatory for horses to have birds nesting in their stable, which ones are your preferred neighbours?”
M: Is this a real letter, or just an excuse for a bad pun?
S: Let’s work on the basis that it is real. My favourite is the swallow, because they drive the dogs…well, some dogs…actually, a certain dog, round the twist. That amuses me, so I am all in for swallows.
M: There’s more than four, I’ve seen them. I would like a raven, who can fly around during the day and at night bring me back all the information that it has learned in the process. But if those are not real, I would make do with a woodpecker. Not fussed which type.
S: Why a woodpecker?
M: Because I was told that I could not have an emu.
{I can sell you a kookaburra. They look quite bonkers too. Fifteen hundred quid and it’s yours – Ed.}
M: But it’s not an emu, is it?
S: No, a kookaburra is not an emu. And with that moment of epic wisdom, it is time to call it a day for November.