Not much of a story, really; my housemate Ginger's family is just really into horses (Ginger was once thrown from a horse and is accordingly less keen). On a visit to Ginger's parents' house, I decided to go through the ground floor and count up all the horses represented in photographs, illustrations, cushions, statuettes, soft toys, place mats etc. There were a hundred and twelve.

Ginger relayed this information to their mother. Her response was, 'Is that all? We need more.'

The family also owns horses. Apparently it's considered bad luck to change a horse's name, even if you buy it from someone else, which is why one of their horses is saddled (sorry) with the name Smurf.