Three Ponies and Shannan [antikvár]

FOREWORD "Look at her just chucking her reins to a groom. I bet she thinks of her ponies as winning machines and sells them when they get old," cries a local child. But Christina Carr isn't like that. She wishes her parents were not so rich. She longs to groom her own ponies as the others do. There is much that may surprise you in this book simply because it was written in 1947 and has the flavour of those times. Children wore bowlers instead of crash caps. Small informál riding clubs flourished. The pressures of school were less. The roads were quieter and most competitors hacked to local shows. A few people, whose wealth had not been drained away by nearly six years of war, still employed butlers and cooks, grooms and governesses. The snobbishness of pre-war days lingered on like somé half-cured disease. Pleasures were simpler. Children travelled less; small happenings, petty jealousies and rivalries assumed greater importance than they do today. Three Ponies and Shannan is my second book and a sequel to I Wanted A Pony. The same characters appear again in a later story called A Pony To School. Diana Pullein-Thompson