By Prodney

Summer has arrived with a bang, and with the first warm sunshine came delicious fresh green grass, which had us all kicking our hooves for joy.

By Natalie O’Rourke

I am a frequent visitor to Kingston Hospital, in-patient, outpatient, and just popping in with a pony – as you do. Over the last 12 months there has been one constant little face every time we visited…

By Prodney

I believe that charisma and gravitas increase with age, in which case I’m off the scale on both counts. It certainly worked when photographer Paul Stuart came to Park Lane Stables to take photographs.

By Prodney

Every film, photograph and selfie benefits from including an A list celebrity, and unlike some celebs who may be a bit snooty, I’m happy to be involved in all photo shoots with no copyright implications.

By David Bagott

Volunteer David Bagott is a familiar figure around the yard, whether driving the carriage, riding out with a group of participants, or just mucking out. But what led him to Park Lane Stables in the first place? In his new blog he tells his story.

By Natalie O’Rourke

After all the media attention in 2021, I suddenly found myself being asked to give motivational talks at events by people who knew our story of saving Park Lane Stables against the odds.

By Prodney

I’ve overheard myself being described as ‘free-range’ by members of the team, as if I’m some sort of chicken. I can tell you I won’t be laying eggs anytime soon (although given my Russian heritage they’d be Faberge ones if I ever did).

By Prodney

The humans have been saying their fingers were too frozen to type this week, but honestly, someone needs to do the admin around here. Needs must. Though how they expect me to do it when I don’t even have fingers is beyond me.

It can be easy to assume that a horse baring its teeth is threatening to bite, and while this can sometimes be true, often there’s a much happier reason.

By Prodney

Humans do make me smile, you’re just not equipped to deal with ‘weather’. A few flakes of snow and you disappear inside fleecy layers. You get excited by fresh clean snow but hate it melting. And you moan when your plans are disrupted by travel delays.