Sister in Pink. Pie dozing
I’m quite sure there are a good number of you reading this who have been through it or you or friends or family members are going through it, and I want to send you love and hugs* because it can be such a shock, and if any of you want to send me your most helpful coping mechanisms feel free. Also, to say the MacMillan nurses are amazing, and people … people can be so kind.
You may not know my sister, but she’s definitely been the ‘Wind Beneath My Wings’ for me and the whole family really. When I was winning the Best Turned Out on Seamus when I was 11, it was my sister who washed him (twice) with Bloom shampoo, and we used "Bag of Blue" to get his tail perfectly white. My task was to sit on and keep absolutely clean.
When I was winning showjumping at Hickstead it was because my sister, who became only the second female in the country to get her HGV licence, used to drive us in a lorry pulling a caravan behind. Those were great days. She’s always looked much younger than she is, and people used to be startled by apparently a teenage girl driving this huge vehicle. And then of course she’s driven the lorry and guided Daisy ever since then, and they’ve had a lot of fun together.
And circling back (corporate speak) to Hugo going to Hickstead in September. My sister doesn’t want to go to Bali or Skydive or drive a Ferrari – she’s always loved us competing at Hickstead, and she wants to watch Daisy and Hugo compete at Hickstead, and September is the date.