This really was Poppy’s horse when he was a child. It’s metal, and loud, and actually quite terrifying (with practise, you can make it move forward jerkily by pushing on the stirrups). It was Daddy’s horse too, so naturally he has no idea why I view the antique contraption with a jaundiced eye (even as I admire it and them).
Published by Felicity Banks
I write books (mainly adventure fantasy for kids and young adults), real-time twittertales, and a blog of Daily Awesomeness. @Louise_Curtis_ and http://twittertales.wordpress.com. My fantasy ebook is on sale at https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/278981. View more posts