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Mitch rode over on his
jumping horse,
Boofhead. He was an Australian-Stockhorse, German-Warmblood cross.
'What an awful billboard that is!
How could they have imagined such
a hideous suburb here? We should rip
that sign down!' said Mitch, shaking his head in disgust.
'I don't think it's going to be that easy,' Saffron replied. 'Look at those huge, steel posts. They're set in concrete. We'd need a truck to take it away, even if we dug it out.'
Saffron took them on her favourite ride through the bush. In the picnic clearing they saw both the wombat and the
the rock-wallaby. Mitch jumped Boofhead over the trunk of a fallen tree. They swam their horses and collapsed, laughing, on
the golden sand.