horses – Page 2 – don't confuse the narrator

more horsey bits

The horses and riders who passed by at 7 am were obviously up too early to have had a chance to titivate. But at the ones who came by at eleven had all their ceremonial trimmings and trappings, and positively sparkled in the sunlight:

guards and horses in ceremonial uniforms, london

This gives me a chance to look back at a word I learned yesterday when I ‘bumped into’ the Lord Mayor’s Show. I knew the parade was scheduled, but was really rather hoping to avoid it. I was on my way to an exhibition when I suddenly heard drums and trumpets and found myself in a perfect position to watch everything. Since I rather like marching bands, I stayed.
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three by three

I know London is not as quiet as the pueblo, but I didn’t expect to be woken at 7am on a Sunday. Then again, I’m glad I didn’t miss this scene:

It was the completely unexpected sound of hooves on asphalt that woke me – there must have been around fifty horses, and they made quite a noise. I have no idea where they were being taken or why. Perhaps it doesn’t matter.