Right. Now you need to understand the following:-
I didn't have a horse. I didn't like horses. That's why I never had one. I liked horses a little less than I like sheep. That isn't my Mum, that is a neighbour. Her two sons had a horse...that one. They also had measles. They wanted to sell the horse. They needed to find someone to sit on the **** thing. I was not happy (perhaps you can't tell this from the photo). I even had to wear her son's clothes! Those trousers are tied up with string. I didn't like hats at the best of times and this was not the best of times. I was cross. You really don't want to make me cross.