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1978
CHAPTER 27

EBONY AND THE STABLE DOOR
Ivy House itself, was delightful for us humans being spacious and having lots of original
Georgian character. For the horses that had come into our life it was not quite so good.
There was a block of ramshackle stables behind the garden wall left over from the time
when Ivy House had been the home of the man who originally built our village.
In front of the stables was a small square grassy patch about the size of a basketball court.
Certainly not large enough for three horses to graze or even exercise.
At one side of this grassy area was the land drain that terminated at our garden.
All building materials had originally been delivered to the village by water and indeed the
various products from factory units also begun in the village by the Parkinson family used
the waterways to deliver their goods to Boston and then further afield by railway.

Stables as we first found them in 1970

EQUINES
When we just had Juno, the Dales pony mare, our neighbours the Rundle family kindly
allowed her to be tethered on the open field beside their house. This was kindly
supplemented by the use of a paddock at the far end of the village owned by Jack Foster.
Juno far prefered Jack’s paddock and one Sunday morning while in Church, we heard the
distinct sound of a horse trotting down the main road with the jangle of a tethering stake

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