I first met my husband when I was fourteen….the day before his wedding!!! Was in the process of breaking and training a lovely grey gelding who took me by surprise and unceremoniously unloaded me as I was riding him back to his paddock after his workout. Hubby was great friends with my farrier and they were on a job and happened to pass me sitting on the side of the road,considering my next move,a tad annoyed! Anyway,my farrier drove off to catch the horse while hubby sat and chatted with me. Didn’t lay eyes on him again for four years but I never forgot him. Met him again at a local pub and found out he was divorced. And nearly 50 years later,he we are. Blissfully happy. He’s always been able to make me laugh and he’s my best friend. Always.