Flossy is well known to many on the British Dressage Forum as a teller of interesting stories and perhaps the odd joke or two. We have selected a few tales for your pleasure.
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Dressage Husband to be or not to be
From reading the posts on British Dressage forum it is clear that One of the major concerns of BD members is the qualifications and professional competence of many that present themselves as “Dressage trainers” , how ever important this is I believe that for the future of the sport there is a more pressing issue to be resolved and dealt with , and it is the subject of “DRESSAGE HUSBANDs” and those that wear this mantle .
With out a proper band of Dressage Husbands there will be no Dressage Divas or little dressage mini Divas and the whole life cycle of the sport will come to a grinding halt.
Not every one wanting to be a dressage Husband has the skill and capability to be one , just as not every soldier is SAS material, and a rigorous selection testing is required before one can join this elite group , so it should be for those that want to become Dressage Husbands ( in short DH) .
What makes this roll so Unix and difficult is the close association to the “Dressage Diva “, her special characteristics must be matched but never surpassed by those that wish to join this small specialised group of men.
A DH must show the same dedication hard work and commitment to every thing which is dressage and to his Diva, with out the benefits of looking lovely and glamorous while those that run fetch and carry for her wear the marks of hard work and toil, dirty scruffy and permanently tired.
There is nothing wrong in becoming a DH and I would not want to stop any one from becoming one ,as long that they have considered all the pros and cons (if there are any) and enter this commitment on their own free will.
Most men assume that a marriage to a DD (short for Dressage Diva) is a normal progression of a woman and man interaction, well how more wrong can you be.
A normal relationship between a woman and a man is well expressed in the old joke ,” how many men it takes to open a can of beer?, answer Non , it should be brought to you in a chilled glass before you have a chance to sit down in your arm chair and put your feet up “.
Actually surprisingly most Dressage Divas don't disagree with this statement apart from the fact that Dressage Husband never have the time to sit down and put his feet up, you may be holding the most demanding job in government , industry what ever ,but after a long day in the office as you set foot in a kitchen covered with freshly clean tack ready for tomorrows show , before you reach the fridge to get YOURSELF a drink ,the darling Diva of yours “sweetheart before you sit down can you please bring Bobby from the field, feed the ponies, bed the mare and foal and while you are in the stable I had no time today to do this that and the other , love you sweetheart” .
This is when an MI6 crash course IN SURVIVAL UNDER PRESSURE of interrogation equip you well for the roll of DH , because on your return the questioning will commence “ You brought BOBBY IN? as I asked you” , “yes” , “DID you put enough bedding?” “I think so”
“You did not over feed the ponies I hope?” “just what's on the list” , “YOU SURE?” “I THINK I WILL GO AND CHECK” she says.
You may use the opportunity to put you feet up but she aint going to be there to bring you the opened chilled can of beer she is checking if every thing been done to BD standard of a qualified Dressage Husband .
If you think that some reward will be given later before sleep time ,you can forget about that, not a headache or dental appointment which prevent her from a little form of affection but the need to stay fresh and tidy looking for the early morning dressage lesson.
My friend Roger surprised us all when he let out that he was courting and intending to marry a well known Dressage Diva (not her first one) this was considered such a serious matter that a special meeting of the Grand lodge of the R S P C M association was called.
During the meeting special specialists with personal experience in the matters of Dressage Husbandry tried to deter him from such rash decision and to reconsider his plans , what's wrong with marrying an ordinary girl , there are some real lookers out there without the handicaps of dressage, it was pointed to him that Dressage Husband is for life not just Christmas and even with a legally binding prenuptials agreement , in the more then likely event of this marriage coming to an early termination, his responsibility to provide for Bobby and his other equine mates will be expected for years to come. No divorce judge will risk a conformation with a welfare organization like Blue tongue Alumni or trial by BD forumists for the sake of not keeping a horse in the life style he is accustomed to.
Any argument we raised he had a more compelling one to counter it .
He supported his case with photographic and video evidence the most compelling one was of the future bride mounted astride on a black stallion bare back, permission to marry was granted after a good frontal view of the ride.
Roger was pleased with the out come and assured us all the his future wife was not like other Dressage Divas and had BALANCED ATTITUDE BETWEEN HER LIFE AS NORMAL MEMBER OF THE HUMAN RACE AND A DRESSAGE DIVA.
This is how I found my self in church in the roll of best man for my best mate Roger, on time the organ started playing “here comes the bride” and the lovely to be Rogers wife in beautiful white long dress with blue spots (that's another story) was walking down the aisle, adoringly Roger looked at his bride from top to bottom and then he noticed that beneath her beautiful white with blue spots dress he could see glimpse of her long Cavallo boots, he gently lent towards her and whispered “ are you wearing your riding boots under the wedding dress?”
To which she replied in a loud enough voice that all on the front row benches could hear “ THIS WEDDING LARK NOT GOING TO TAKE ALL DAY ? my dressage time is at two a clock”