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Listed below are the first paragraph from 12 horse or pony books that are in my pony library. Can you name the book and the author?
A gift voucher for £10 (to spend at our tackshop) for the first entry drawn out of a hat on 12 August!
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HERE WE GO!
1 It is some years now since Miss Daisy Dedleigh-Sirkett kept the Dundreary Riding School at Dedford Ditchbury in Dorset.
2 Nicholas and I like Auntie Gay best of all our relations. She isn’t like a real aunt; she is young and brave and dashing; she hunts and she jumps in international competitions, and she has two famous horses, called Jubilee and Harvester.
3 It was a merry October day that the hero of our tale, Mr Sponge, or Soapey Sponge, as his good-natured friends call him, was seen mizzling along Oxford Street, wending his way to the west.
4 When Dora went into the stable yard after lunch, Slugger was sweeping.
5 “The improvement has been remarkable, quite remarkable,” said the specialist, “but I’m afraid that we can’t expect much more; I’m afraid that you must resign yourself to the limp.”
6 “The only thing I want is for this train to reach Gartleven,” Sara was saying, “We’re two hours late already.”
7 I’d won a pony! I simply couldn’t believe it. Breathlessly I kept telling myself the staggering news as I hurried along the garden path, reading again the letter which the mid-day postman had just handed me. This time I read every word on that sheet of paper.
HORSESHOES.
8 I was only eleven, three years ago, when Mummy and I came to live at Pool Cottage, Chatton, and I quickly noticed that for all the children in that part of the world, the one thing seemed to be riding.
9 The fox was running easily. He came up the hill through the short wet grass and dropped into a ditch and ran up through the flowing water.
10 Her rusty bike creaked and groaned as Janet Fraser pedalled furiously uphill towards the riding school.
11 “I don’t call it a real job. Not a mans job. All right for a girl like Pat with something behind her,” Mrs Smith said.
David looked out of the small cottage window
12 “You don’t think, Elaine,” Nigella Fane said in an enquiring tone, “that The Comet is beginning to step out a bit?”
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