18/02/2026 02:14

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As she slumped on the bed, Fen felt the Games had lost any importance. We were a bit close once. There was not a blade of straw or a speck of dust anywhere. She longed for love but, having been married to Rupert for six and a half years she felt she had become what he kept telling her she was: boring, prissy, brittle and frigid.

I don’t want to be treated like a sex object. The arena went very quiet as the white doors opened and the first French rider came in and took off his hat to the judges. “I can never get Fen to wear a dress; she’s never been interested in dolls,” said Molly Maxwell, who was still crowing over Fen’s rosette. It was all my fault,” she said.