FionaH
Sad to say, I can actually top your friend - about to ride into the ring (well, a flat bit of field marked out with cones) when a mouse coughs in the bushes next to us (or something equally frightening but undetectable to human senses). Jester flies off sideways, and I'm so busy thinking about getting the entrance right I can't keep my seat and go off over the shoulder. In front of everyone.
Catch him, get back on, go in, trot down centre line, halt at X, rear enormously. At least kept my seat that time though.
Happy days!
Anyway, no running tonight, as being festively cultural (going to see the Nutcracker in Mancs) so next session will be long cycle to work tomorrow, and possibly three miles easy run at luchtime if I'm up to it.
Thought I'd best mention running, having dragged the thread off on an equine tangent.