Wind = teh ev0l

The casualty of the high winds last night was the dilapidated fence around the yard/carpark at the field. It was lying on the ground this morning! Luckily, it was still intact next to the stables or Storm and Prince (who are allowed to wander round the yard at night to get some shelter and hay if they want) would have buggered off into the wild blue yonder. Damn wind. At least the front of the hay barn stayed intact.

Wind 2, Broomhill Farm 0

In other news, Oscar bit my ear. WTF? I was only looking at him over his stable door. Bastard.