For her thirteenth birthday she got a pony, Tango. We didn’t have the transportation to move it so when she decided to enter a gymkhana locally that was a problem but not for long. Her solution was to lead Tango on foot and for me to put the saddle between me and my moped seat with other paraphernalia slung around my shoulders. She had an appetite for competition and dreamed big but for those who knew her was plagued by misfortune. That was a side many saw and characterized her by while underneath there was an athlete, adventurer, dreamer, and rebel with the courage to come back to racing after a life-threatening accident. Looking back on the highlights, her children Seb and Claudy were the brightest, her natural talent for riding horses both the equine and the metal varieties along with a never-ending flow of hairbrained ideas are what made her. I wish I’d got to know her better and wonder how different things would have been without the ordeals of those early years or the relentless pain of her back injury.
Chris Sheppard
20/07/2022
