A few months ago I had a post about a family weekend in the mountains. (here) I also posted photos of the horses at the Youth with a Mission station where we visited John and Debbie at the time. I also mentioned there how, even though I love all creatures, I am absolutely petrified of horses. I cannot ride a horse (even though I took part in and completed a 60km/4o mile cross-country horse safari a few years ago) and I have no desire to ride a horse.
John, our oldest son, seems to take after me. (My husband is an accomplished equestrian, although he, like me and our children, prefers "iron horses" these days) Scrolling through some of Debbie's photos last night, I came across this scene above and almost fell off my office chair with laughter! There are other photos following this one, where John has our grandson on the horse in front of him. I tried to work out what he was doing in this photo.
I'm wondering if I should ask him.