Dear lovely worrier,

There was obviously a terrible mistake in the night. Something awful must have happened. How else could I possibly explain the fact that when you arrived this morning that I had somehow teleported out of the track and into the middle of the field. OH MY GOODNESS!!! How on earth did that happen???

I was very pleased to see you though ( which is weird cos I was on loads more grass than the track). Did you see how mad Brack was btw??? Hehehehe full on paddy bucking cos he wasn't with me hehehehehe. Loser pants. Cheeky focker galloping round the track though to eat my grub.

Sorry I wouldn't climb over the leccy tape until you got my head collar out. I saw you got your work trousers all muddy . OOPS!!! Brekky was lush though, as was the timmy hay. The weather was shite again , we got really excited when we saw Zoe's mum but the cheeky bogger didn't have any grub. BOOOOOOO!!!! Thank feck robs mum came later with some more hay.

We need more grub tomorrow please

frank x