East-West relations salvaged

Yesterday evening Mac installed a very miniature version of the Berlin Wall. It is made of wood, it at about my shoulder height and runs between the post in front of the stables, and the stable wall - so about a foot long and four inches tall. Just enough to stop the horses swinging their heads at each other, which they do when food is around. The result? The most hilarious spectacle I have seen for a long time - funnier even than Robert Webb's Flashdance routine. Toffee saw Nina walk into the yard with the feeds, went to swing her head at Fraser and pull a face only to find her way blocked with a piece of wood! You could almost see the question mark coming out of her head. She nearly collided with the wood, which would of course not have been funny. Not at all. So, lucky she didn't. This morning the stable wall had suffered no further teeth attacks from Master Catchphrase, so it looks as if the problem is solved. Hurrah!