As you can probably guess, I was more than a little excited.
I quite literally ran. I don’t run. Ever.
We had made the 104 mile trip down to Tatts to watch the cross country on the Saturday. It was great – we went to the shopping village, I took part in a dog show with Cody, and we were having a really good time. Even got an icecream. But the highlight of the day was, of course, meeting and talking to Mark Todd.